times rollin forward

Im getting bored

layin on my back

Im loozin track

shifting patterns

and nothin matters

cause theres no one here

and Ive lost my fear

well Ive got no place left to hide

Im running out of time

moving slowly

the walls are closing

in on me

I can not see

appearing fine, well

thats all a lie

cause Im not alright

extinct inside

Im runnin out of time

my mother says Im fine

a teenage suicide

no place to hide

well Ive got no place left to hide

no place to hide

Im runnin out of time

no place to hide

ya, Ive got no place left to hide

no place to hide

a teenage suicide



John is the best, and he likes kate maher