Sometimes it seems I stopped myself Without a word turned somebody else of wishes, wants, dreams 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 this me now is not really the
Friends are as and strangers as friends And I feel I'm wired in a why Yeah, my friends are as strangers and strangers as And I like I'm lost in a lie
Everyday my gets slower And colder and smaller, and older, and Everyday my treat gets to trick Everyday my world gets And and smaller, and older, and lower
I'm tired of alone with myself I'm tired of being anyone else Yeah, I'm tired, I'm
None of my favorite thing's right To the mirror man at me In the of another false start, dirty worn out and used Up and down to the ground, disavowed, so
All up in the belief that me is the same As the eyes in the glass but I see my eyes
are as strangers and strangers as friends And I feel like I'm in a why Yeah, my friends are as strangers and strangers as And I feel like I'm in a lie
night my world gets quicker And and shorter, and tighter, and slicker Every night my gets closer to dare Yeah, every night my world quicker And and shorter, and tighter, and slicker
I'm sick of being alone with I'm of being with anyone else Yeah, I'm of being alone with myself I'm of being with anyone else Yeah, I'm sick, I'm tired, like I'm scared