Part of me has always thought too much of everything It's making me crazy; it's making me mad It turns easy problems into hard ones. But another part of me is much wilder and it sets me free It's more about love, it's more about soul It lets things happen on their own Every time I cross the line between the first and the second part I feel sick for not defining who I am And this is driving, is driving Is driving me round the bend (Whistle) Certainly, I should know they won't escape from me Because obviously they're both part of me. I need to find a balance between both of them and show them equally. Every time I cross the line between the first and the second part I feel sick for not defining who I am And this is driving, is driving Is driving me round the bend (Whistle) Have you seen the world surrounding us? Wanna lose myself in time Cause people judge and people criticize Oohh And this is driving, is driving Is driving me round the bend And this is driving, is driving Is driving me round the bend (Whistle)