Sometimes it seems I stopped myself Without a word turned into else Full of wishes, wants, dreams and desires for a 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 strangers and as friends And I like I'm wired in a why Yeah, my friends are as strangers and as friends And I like 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 gets And colder and smaller, and older, and
I'm tired of being alone with I'm of being with anyone else Yeah, I'm tired, I'm
None of my favorite quite right To the mirror man at me In the spite of another false start, dirty worn out and Up and down to the ground, disavowed, so
All made up in the belief me is the same As the eyes in the glass but I see my eyes
Friends are as strangers and strangers as And I feel I'm wired in a why Yeah, my friends are as strangers and strangers as And I feel I'm lost in a lie
night my world gets quicker And lighter and shorter, and tighter, and Every night my truth gets to dare Yeah, every night my world gets And lighter and shorter, and tighter, and
I'm sick of being alone myself I'm sick of being anyone else Yeah, I'm sick of being with myself I'm of being with anyone else Yeah, I'm sick, like I'm tired, I'm scared