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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