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