Sometimes it seems I stopped myself Without a 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 this me now is not really 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
Everyday my gets 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 with myself I'm tired of with anyone else Yeah, I'm tired, I'm
of my favorite thing's quite right To the mirror man at me In the of another false start, dirty worn out and used Up and to the ground, disavowed, so confused
All made up in the that me is the same As the eyes in the glass but I see my change
Friends are as strangers and as friends And I like I'm wired in a why Yeah, my friends are as strangers and strangers as And I feel like I'm in a lie
Every night my gets quicker And and shorter, and tighter, and slicker night my truth gets closer to dare Yeah, every night my world gets And and shorter, and tighter, and slicker
I'm sick of alone with myself I'm sick of being with anyone Yeah, I'm of being alone with myself I'm of being with anyone else Yeah, I'm sick, like I'm tired, like I'm