Sometimes it seems I stopped being a word turned into somebody else Full of wishes, wants, dreams and desires for a Of conceit and deceit, and repeat, and
Not who I was before this me and I changed But I know me now is not really the same
are as strangers and strangers as friends And I feel I'm wired in a why Yeah, my are as strangers and strangers as friends And I like I'm lost in a lie
Everyday my world slower And and smaller, and older, and lower Everyday my treat gets closer to my world gets slower And colder and smaller, and older, and
I'm tired of being alone with I'm tired of being with else Yeah, I'm tired, I'm
of my favorite thing's quite right To the mirror man at me In the spite of another start, dirty worn out and used Up and to the ground, disavowed, so confused
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 as friends And I like I'm wired in a why Yeah, my friends are as and strangers as friends And I like I'm lost in a lie
Every my world gets quicker And lighter and shorter, and tighter, and Every night my truth gets closer to Yeah, night my world gets quicker And and shorter, and tighter, and slicker
I'm sick of being with myself I'm sick of being anyone else Yeah, I'm sick of being alone myself I'm sick of with anyone else Yeah, I'm sick, I'm tired, like I'm scared