Twenty-one balloons; blew with the breeze
begging for freedom to put them at ease...

Patter patter--
silence...

Life's path is paved
with uncertainty...

Dubious first impressions were soon obliterated
as your eyes began to swallow fear and shoot out...

I'm ready to live-
just cut my strings and tell me...

Sometimes dreams turn to reality;
theres not much you can do...

If you were open for the game..would I want you...
You're like a ticking bomb that I want to help...

Naive, the blackouts were disdained - unknown to...
as your secret life began to shine with shame...

Nothing can come of nothing: speak again.
For when silence steals your tongue...

Tick, tick;
the clock falls silent...

Blinded by these signs of death
we failed to do the math...

Teenage thrills is what we crave,
We wear our smiles and masks of brave...