Closer I get, less I see
No light, more tunnel
For every complicated situation
There is a very simple motive
I feel the two hands circle
I switch from pencil to pen
For every complicated situation
There is a very simple motive
Closer I get, less I see
No light, more tunnel
For every complicated situation
There is a very simple motive
My head a hive of rumor
I feel the two hands circle
There isn't enough time
I was taught to trust the mirror, but now I see it's not right
The harder I struggle, the more I feel the rope
Soundless laughter I heard
I know I'll prove it wrong
I want to be somebody
I want to be somebody else
For every complicated situation
There is a very simple motive
My head a hive of rumor
I feel the two hands circle
There isn't enough time
I was taught to trust the mirror, but now I see it's not right
The harder I struggle, the more I feel the rope
Soundless laughter I heard
I know I'll prove it wrong
I want to be somebody
I want to be somebody else
For every complicated situation
There is a very simple motive
I want to be somebody
I want to be somebody else
I want to be somebody
I want to be somebody else
Closer I get, less I see
Closer I get, less I see
Closer I get, less I see
(I want to be somebody)
Closer I get, less I see
(I want to be somebody else)
Closer I get, less I see
(I want to be somebody)
Closer I get, less I see
(I want to be somebody else)