Sometimes it seems I being myself Without a turned into somebody else Full of wishes, wants, dreams and desires for a Of conceit and deceit, and repeat, and
Not sure who I was before me and I changed But I know this me now is not the same
are as strangers and strangers as friends And I like I'm wired in a why Yeah, my friends are as strangers and 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 closer to trick Everyday my gets slower And colder and smaller, and older, and
I'm tired of alone with myself I'm tired of being anyone else Yeah, I'm tired, I'm
of my favorite thing's quite 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 up in the belief that me is the same As the eyes in the glass but I see my change
Friends are as and strangers as friends And I feel like I'm in a why Yeah, my friends are as strangers and as friends And I feel like I'm in a lie
Every my world gets quicker And and shorter, and tighter, and slicker Every night my gets closer to dare Yeah, every my world gets quicker And lighter and shorter, and tighter, and
I'm of being alone with myself I'm sick of with anyone else Yeah, I'm sick of alone with myself I'm sick of being with else Yeah, I'm sick, I'm tired, like I'm scared