We Are Numbers

Fed up with myself

Staying inside

Why bother getting up

Cold hard words

Meaningless words

On just how much a life is worth

Oh

I submit to live a life feeling left over

Feeling left over

Oh

I submit to live a life where I have nothing

Where I have nothing

Let's blame the mailman

Let's blame the mailman

We are numbers

On your frame

The voices in the other end

Who would care

When I give up

As the gold keeps comming in

Oh

I submit to live a life feeling left over

Feeling left over

Oh

I submit to live a life where I have nothing

Where I have nothing

Oh

Let's blame the mailman

Let's blame the mailman

Ho

I submit to live a life feeling left over

Feeling left over

I submit to live a life where I have nothing

Where I have nothing