Sometimes it I stopped being myself Without a word into somebody else Full of wishes, wants, and desires for a life Of and deceit, and repeat, and rewrite
Not sure who I was before this me and I But I know me now is not really the same
Friends are as strangers and as friends And I feel like I'm in a why Yeah, my are as strangers and strangers as friends And I feel like I'm 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 tired of being alone with I'm tired of being anyone else Yeah, I'm tired, I'm
None of my favorite thing's quite To the man screaming 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 belief that me is the As the eyes in the glass but I see my eyes
Friends are as strangers and strangers as And I like I'm wired in a why Yeah, my friends are as and strangers as friends And I feel like I'm in a lie
night my world gets quicker And lighter and shorter, and tighter, and Every my truth gets closer to dare Yeah, every night my world gets And and shorter, and tighter, and slicker
I'm sick of being alone with I'm sick of being with anyone Yeah, I'm sick of alone with myself I'm sick of being with anyone Yeah, I'm sick, I'm tired, like I'm scared