Sometimes it seems I being myself Without a word turned into somebody of wishes, wants, dreams and desires for a life Of conceit and deceit, and repeat, and
Not sure who I was this me and I changed But I know me now is not really the same
Friends are as 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 world gets And and smaller, and older, and lower Everyday my treat gets closer to Everyday my world gets And colder and smaller, and older, and
I'm of being alone with myself I'm tired of being with anyone Yeah, I'm tired, I'm
None of my thing's quite right To the man screaming 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 that me is the As the eyes in the but I see my eyes change
are as strangers and strangers as friends And I like I'm wired in a why Yeah, my friends are as and strangers as friends And I feel I'm lost in a lie
Every night my world quicker And lighter and shorter, and tighter, and Every night my truth gets closer to Yeah, every night my world quicker And lighter and shorter, and tighter, and
I'm sick of alone with myself I'm sick of being with else Yeah, I'm sick of being alone with I'm of being with anyone else Yeah, I'm sick, I'm tired, like I'm scared