Coming Down (Switches)

Have you seen my mind? It's not the same again I'm feeling tired, but looking wired Cement my rules, chicane my hand away I know this truth, and so do you I think I'm coming down off something I could be coming down off something I must be coming down off something called love I know your type; I've seen the films they made Who knows what's more, and that's the score Don't call my friends, forgot their names again I've broken low, a shimmered stone I think I'm coming down off something I could be coming down off something I must be coming down off something called love