Tuning: G C E A (G C E A) Verse 1: C Count up your portion, count up your checks Em Either you're fam or you’re comin' at my neck C When you gonna freeze with the cool dramatics? Em I'm not inspired by your foolish practice C Why do you bullshit? Side up your fence Em I’m just a chicken givin' you the egg C
Soon, you're gonna see that your platform's wasted Em Don't speak too soon on your doubts you're making C A big deal out of a little thing Em Why should I try to conform to formulated pasts C When clearly all my instincts led to something more magical? Chorus: C Em Am I just a number 'cause it seems like that's your goal? C You push us past our limits just to watch decimals grow Em Oh, I need a reason why I’m looked at like a joke C Em Until I prove you wrong like I’ve done time and time before C And I don't like your teachings and your criticisms lack Em The potential to pageantry, my solid golden path C To this, I hope my future is a mile, clairvoyant Em There’s no controlling the imagination on a send Verse 2: C Em Take me to Venus, let me explode C Em I'm ready to pop like a volcano C Jump over me like you're playing hot lava Em Emotions on one hundred thousand, who's gonna C Drink me like soda? People, of course Em Use all your words to distract from the source C Aware of the growth, the paper happens Em Leave me alone in my own concoction C Breakin’ all my fingertips to carve out many roads Em Pushin' out the petals from the thought of what I know Chorus: C Em Am I just a number 'cause it seems like that's your goal? C You push us past our limits just to watch decimals grow Em Oh, I need a reason why I’m looked at like a joke C Em Until I prove you wrong like I’ve done time and time before C And I don't like your teachings and your criticisms lack Em The potential to pageantry, my solid golden path C To this, I hope my future is a mile, clairvoyant Em There’s no controlling the imagination on a send Bridge: C Em They replaced their search for knowledge C Em With the reach of many material gains C Em C They lack the tenderness of the sensitive Em C Empathetic but he's cryin' from the pain C Em It's too late to grow their frame C Em In their mind, seems like it's already made C Em No use in arguin' with someone who doesn't Em Wanna cry or retice worthy of creation Em C Am I just a number? Em C Am I just a number? Em C Am I just a number? Em C Am I just a number? Chorus: C Em Am I just a number 'cause it seems like that's your goal? C You push us past our limits just to watch decimals grow Em Oh, I need a reason why I’m looked at like a joke C Em Until I prove you wrong like I’ve done time and time before C And I don't like your teachings and your criticisms lack Em The potential to pageantry, my solid golden path C To this, I hope my future is a mile, clairvoyant Em There’s no controlling the imagination on a send
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