Sometimes it seems I stopped being Without a word 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 like I'm in a why Yeah, my friends are as strangers and strangers as And I feel like I'm in a lie
my world gets slower And and smaller, and older, and lower Everyday my treat gets to trick Everyday my world slower 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 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 that me is the As the eyes in the 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 and strangers as friends And I feel I'm lost in a lie
Every night my world quicker And and shorter, and tighter, and slicker Every night my truth closer to dare Yeah, every night my world quicker And and shorter, and tighter, and slicker
I'm sick of being with myself I'm sick of being with anyone Yeah, I'm sick of being with myself I'm sick of being with else Yeah, I'm sick, like I'm tired, I'm scared