We Are Numbers

Division Of Laura Lee

Fed up with myself

staying inside

why bother getting up

cold hard words

meaningless words

on just how much a life is worth

I submit to live a life feeling left over

I submit to live a life where i have nothing

lets 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

I submit to live a life feeling left over

I submit to live a life where i have nothing