Numbers

(альбом: After School - 2020)

Count up your portions count up your checks
Feeding your fam while you're coming at my neck
When you gonna freeze with the cruel dramatics
I'm not inspired by your foolish practice
Butter your bullshit, set up your fence
I'm just the chicken giving you the egg
Soon you're gonna see that your breath was wasted
Don't speak too soon on your doubts you're making
A big deal out of a little thing

Why should I try to conform to formulated paths
When clearly all my instincts led to something more magical

Am I just a number cause it seems like that's your goal
You push us past our limits just to watch decimals grow
I need a reason why I'm looked at like a joke
Until I prove you wrong like I've done time and time before and
All your idle teaching and your criticism lack the potential to
Penetrate my solid golden path to decide what my future is
I'm my own clairvoyant there's no controlling me
Imagination on ascend

Take me to Venus let me explode
I'm ready to pop like a volcano
Jump over me like you're playing hot lava
Emotions on 100,000 who's gonna
Shake me like soda crème but of course
Use all your words to distract from the source of
Where all the growth on the paper happens
Leave me alone to my own concoction

Pricking all my fingertips to carve out many roads
Pushing out the petals from the bud of what I know

Am I just a number cause it seems like that's your goal
You push us past our limits just to watch decimals grow
I need a reason why I'm looked at like a joke
Until I prove you wrong like I've done time and time before and
All my intuition says is expansion comes first but
Not just by material I'm talking bout in here
My heart space and my cranium must be loved too my dear
Don't push me to the edge until I'm useless and can't feel

They replaced their search for knowledge with the reach of many material gains
They lack the tenderness of the sensitive empathetic bodies crying from the pain
It's too late to grow their frame of mind it seems that its already made
No use in arguing with someone who doesn't wanna prioritize birthing of creation

Am I just a number?
Am I just a number?
Am I just a number?
Am I just a number?

Am I just a number cause it seems like that's your goal
You push us past our limits just to watch your numbers grow
I need a reason why I'm looked at like a joke
Until I prove you wrong which I've done time and time before and
All my intuition says is expansion comes first but
Not just by material I'm talking bout in here
My heart space and my cranium must be loved too my dear
Don't push me to the edge until I'm useless and can't feel