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Forearms can cover up
Lies in hiding.
Kinda makes the only sound
While I wait for others to be found.
So much for making up rules
While were playing.
Who cares about the rules anyway.
They're for mindless fools
And child's play
This time
This time
This time
Yeah this time
This time
Its my turn its not your turn
Counting out the hiding
But what I seek
I'm not finding
Ready or not
Ready or not
Counting on the hiding
But what I seek
I'm not finding
Ready or not
Ready or not
Why should it make sense?
Why are you so un-spon-tain-eous?
And why does your way
Sound the same as yesterdays?
So I'll shift
And bite again
Draw a mark
On your skin
Red tattoo that turned out pink
What exactly will they think of you?
This time
This time
Yeah this time
This time
Its my turn its not your turn
Counting out the hiding,
But what I seek,
I'm not finding.
Ready or not
Ready or not
Counting out the hiding,
But what I seek,
I'm not finding
Ready or not
Ready or not
Why are you jealous?
Overbearing, over-zealous?
What for? What for?
Is it the lost memory
Of all those games you played with me?
All those games you played with me?
All those games you played on me?
All those games you played on me, me, on me!!!
Counting out the hiding,
But what I seek,
I'm not finding.
Ready or not.
Ready or not.
Counting out the hiding,
But what I seek,
I'm not finding.
Ready or not.
Ready or not.
Ready or not.
Ready
Or
Not!
WRITERS
ERIC GOLDMAN, MICHAEL THOMAS CORCORAN, ZEDRICK KELLEY
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
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