Division of Laura Lee We Are Numbers Lyrics

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

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 coming in

I submit to live a life feeling left over
I submit to live a life where I have nothing

Written by: Jonas Gustafsson, Christer Johansson, Henrik Rostberg, Per Stalberg
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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