[bad word]  [bad word] best_english_music

Sometime it seems 
I stopped being myself 
And without a word 
Turned into somebody else 
Full of wishes wants dreams 
And desires 
For a life 
Of conceit and deceit 
And repeat and rewrite 
Not sure who I was 
Before this me and I changed 
But I know this me now 
Is not really the same... 

Friends are as strangers 
And strangers as friends 
And I feel like I'm wired in a why 
Yeah my friends are as strangers 
And strangers as friends 
And I feel like I'm lost in a lie 

And every day my world gets slower 
And colder and smaller 
And older and lower 
And every day 
My treat gets closer to trick 
Yeah every day my world gets slower 
And colder and smaller 
And older and lower 

And I'm tired of being alone with myself 
And I'm tired of being with anyone else 
Yeah I'm tired... 
Like I'm sick 

None of my favourite things 
Are quite right 
To the mirror man 
Screaming at me 
In the spite of another 
False start 
Dirty worn out and used 
Up and down 
To the ground 
Disavowed 
So confused 
All made up in the belief 
That me is the same 
As the eyes in the glass 
But I see my eyes change... 

Friends are as strangers 
And strangers as friends 
And I feel like I'm wired in a why 
Yeah my friends are as strangers 
And strangers as friends 
And I feel like I'm lost in a lie 

And every night my world gets quicker 
And lighter and shorter 
And tighter and slicker 
And every night 
My [bad word] gets closer to dare 
Yeah every night my world gets quicker 
And lighter and shorter 
And tighter and slicker 

And I'm sick of being alone with myself 
And I'm sick of being with anyone else 
Yeah I'm sick of being alone with myself 
And I'm sick of being with anyone else 

Yeah I'm sick... 
Like I'm tired? 

Like I'm scared...