All My Friends Move Like the Night

There's a silence screaming in me
Juxtaposition of the person I see
I know the future 'cause I know the past
There's no moving through what I can't get past

I am within
I am without

It seems to me, that all my friends move like the night
And their starting to look different in the daylight
Am I losing control?

Did I ever have control?
Am I losing it all?
Did I ever have it at all, I don't know

I keep looking in on myself
Picturing I am someone else
I am the man looking, in the window
At the man looking, out the window

I am within
I am without

It seems to me, that all my friends move likе the night
And their starting to look differеnt in the daylight
Am I losing control?

It seems to me, that I only move like the night
And I'm starting to look different in the daylight
Am I losing control?