Sanoja: The Cure. 4-13 Dream. Switch.

Sometimes it seems I stopped being myself
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

Everyday my world gets slower
And colder and smaller, and older, and lower
Everyday my treat gets closer to trick
Everyday my world gets slower
And colder and smaller, and older, and lower

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

None of my favorite thing's 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

Every night my world gets quicker
And lighter and shorter, and tighter, and slicker
Every night my truth gets closer to dare
Yeah, every night my world gets quicker
And lighter and shorter, and tighter, and slicker

I'm sick of being alone with myself
I'm sick of being with anyone else
Yeah, I'm sick of being alone with myself
I'm sick of being with anyone else
Yeah, I'm sick, like I'm tired, like I'm scared