I see things in various shades For me it's easy to hide This kind of masquerade Makes me less terrified I'm starting to change my colours My skin begins to peel I'm losing my compassion The mutation's becoming real My blood is getting colder My eyes narrow to slits I hope you keep the balance Chameleon give me your love We're playing hide and seek You draw my outlines on the wall My protection is rather weak And my fear is quite banal I'm starting to change my colours My skin begins to peel I'm losing my compassion The mutation's becoming real My blood is getting colder My eyes narrow to slits And I hope you keep the balance I hope you'll be the balance Chameleon give me your love I didn't change my colours I am what I've become I wanted to be your balance But being balanced means to be numb I cannot change my manners No I need to keep my tongue Oh I know myself better I know myself better