Sometimes it seems I being myself Without a word turned into somebody Full of wishes, wants, and desires for a life Of conceit and deceit, and repeat, and
Not sure who I was before this me and I But I know me now is not really the same
Friends are as and strangers as friends And I feel I'm wired in a why Yeah, my are as strangers and strangers as friends And I feel I'm lost in a lie
my world gets slower And colder and smaller, and older, and Everyday my treat gets closer to Everyday my world slower And colder and smaller, and older, and
I'm tired of being alone myself I'm tired of with anyone else Yeah, I'm tired, I'm
None of my favorite thing's right To the mirror man at me In the spite of false start, dirty worn out and used Up and down to the ground, disavowed, so
All made up in the belief me is the same As the in the glass but I see my eyes change
Friends are as strangers and strangers as And I feel like I'm in a why Yeah, my are as strangers and strangers as friends And I feel like I'm in a lie
Every my world gets quicker And lighter and shorter, and tighter, and Every night my truth closer to dare Yeah, night my world gets quicker And lighter and shorter, and tighter, and
I'm sick of alone with myself I'm sick of being anyone else Yeah, I'm sick of being alone with I'm sick of being with anyone Yeah, I'm sick, I'm tired, like I'm scared