Nonpoint - Hide And Seek

Forearms can't cover up lies in hiding
Counting makes the only sound, while I wait for hours to be found
So much for making up rules while we're playing
Who cares about the rules anyway?
They're for mindless fools and child's play
This time, yeah this time
It's my turn, it's not your turn

Counting helps the hiding, but what I seek I'm not finding
Ready or not

Why should it make sense?
Why are you so unspontaneous?
And why does your way sound the same as yesterday
So I'll shift and bit again
Draw a mark on your skin that turns you the color pink
What exactly will they think of you?
This time, yeah this time
It's my turn, it's not your turn

Counting helps the hiding, but what I seek I'm not finding
Ready or not

Why are you jealous, over bearing, verzealous?
What for? Is it the lost memory of all those games with me?
All those games you played on me

Counting helps the hiding, but what I seek I'm not finding
Ready or not