melancholy melancholy life mouse will turn into man running out of time he ll run as fast as he can please spare the children please dont take their lives one man on the fringe of greatness impeded by his own design he s disarmed from a broken promise he s disarmed a little black cat ran in front of your car a little superstition always goes too far running out of time like a coward with no vertebrae i find this nearest exit and attempt to flee oh oh oh oh oh is it really victimless if im the one with blood on my hands one too many murder dwellings banished to the back of my head oh oh oh oh oh face me i beg you please you re almost seventeen it s not too late for me to give up on my dreams my dreams will be waiting  one man on the fringe of greatness impeded by his own design he s disarmed from a broken promise he s disarmed your insomnia is as fake as they come you re not a dark poet you dont deserve to be loved running out of time put your clothes back on and get your legs off mine i don t want to grow old and youre a waste of my time oh oh oh oh oh is it really victimless if im the one with blood on my hands one too many murder dwellings banished to the back of my head oh oh oh oh oh face me i beg you please you re almost seventeen it s not too late for me to give up on my dreams my dreams will be waiting love it unfurls and creeps up on us kill the mad machine kill the mad machine we fed kill it dead face me i beg you please you re almost seventeen it s not too late for me to give up on my dreams my dreams will be waiting kill the mad machine we fed