Teenage Suicide
Scott Russo / Unwritten Law
Time's rollin forward
I'm getting bored
Layin on my back
I'm loosing track
Shifting patterns
And nothing matters
'Cause there's no one here
And I've lost my fear
Well I've got no place left to hide
I'm 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 I'm not alright
Extinct inside
I'm running out of time
My mother says I'm fine
A teenage suicide
No place to hide
Well I've got no place left to hide
No place to hide
I'm running out of time
No place to hide
Yeah, I've got no place left to hide
No place to hide
A teenage suicide