10… Never thought about tomorrow,
Ran through the streets like time was borrowed.
No place to be, no rules to break,
A reckless heart with no escape.
Left my name on the back of a train,
Left my home, never felt the pain.
Running fast, chasing what felt right,
Too young to fear the quiet nights.
Didn’t count the days, didn’t feel the weight,
Didn’t know the world could hesitate.
I was moving fast, but standing still.
Counting down, but where do I land?
Falling faster than I can stand.
Shadows stretch, but they don’t rewind,
Black pages turn, leaving me blind.
(Ticking clocks don’t wait for me)
(Am I the one I failed to see?)
20… I stood tall in the velvet haze,
Danced in black flames, lost in the maze.
Money came, and the nights stretched long,
Whispers turned into a siren song.
Glass in my hand, lips on my ear,
Gold on my skin but the price unclear.
Every move felt like taking control,
But the mirror never showed my soul.
Didn’t count the risks, didn’t read the signs,
Didn’t know the cost of borrowed time.
I was running blind, but chasing light.
Counting down, but where do I land?
Falling faster than I can stand.
Shadows stretch, but they don’t rewind,
Black pages turn, leaving me blind.
(Ticking clocks don’t wait for me)
(Am I the one I failed to see?)
The phone rings, but I don’t reply,
Faces fade, but their voices cry.
Wrinkles trace where youth once stayed,
Time took them, but I remain.
The road ahead feels heavier now,
Another page, but I don’t know how.
If I keep writing, where will it lead?
Or should I close the book before I bleed?
Counting down, but where do I land?
Falling faster than I can stand.
No more echoes, no rewind,
Black pages close, leaving me blind.
(Burning out, now it’s too late)
(Black pages close, I embrace my fate.)
The numbers stop, the silence stays,
Lost forever in blackened pages.
10… Never thought about tomorrow,
Ran through the streets like time was borrowed.
No place to be, no rules to break,
A reckless heart with no escape.
Left my name on the back of a train,
Left my home, never felt the pain.
Running fast, chasing what felt right,
Too young to fear the quiet nights.
Didn’t count the days, didn’t feel the weight,
Didn’t know the world could hesitate.
I was moving fast, but standing still.
Counting down, but where do I land?
Falling faster than I can stand.
Shadows stretch, but they don’t rewind,
Black pages turn, leaving me blind.
(Ticking clocks don’t wait for me)
(Am I the one I failed to see?)
20… I stood tall in the velvet haze,
Danced in black flames, lost in the maze.
Money came, and the nights stretched long,
Whispers turned into a siren song.
Glass in my hand, lips on my ear,
Gold on my skin but the price unclear.
Every move felt like taking control,
But the mirror never showed my soul.
Didn’t count the risks, didn’t read the signs,
Didn’t know the cost of borrowed time.
I was running blind, but chasing light.
Counting down, but where do I land?
Falling faster than I can stand.
Shadows stretch, but they don’t rewind,
Black pages turn, leaving me blind.
(Ticking clocks don’t wait for me)
(Am I the one I failed to see?)
The phone rings, but I don’t reply,
Faces fade, but their voices cry.
Wrinkles trace where youth once stayed,
Time took them, but I remain.
The road ahead feels heavier now,
Another page, but I don’t know how.
If I keep writing, where will it lead?
Or should I close the book before I bleed?
Counting down, but where do I land?
Falling faster than I can stand.
No more echoes, no rewind,
Black pages close, leaving me blind.
(Burning out, now it’s too late)
(Black pages close, I embrace my fate.)
The numbers stop, the silence stays,
Lost forever in blackened pages.