Living By Numbers

The first song I ever wrote.

All the things you thought you were
And all the things you want to be
They all crumble down at your feet
They are laying right in front of me

 

You can’t believe it’s all over
You can’t believe you’re not yourself
You look into a mirror and see
You’re just an empty jar on the shelf

 

And who are you?
You’re not yourself
And you’re bent on
Being somebody else instead
Yeah you, you’re living by numbers

 

You sit down on your couch to find
Forgotten and lost is what you’ve become
But you know it’s only to yourself
Imposing as someone but you’re numb

 

And why don’t you try to begin again?
You still have time to make it right again

 

And who are you?
You’re not yourself
And you’re bent on
Being somebody else instead
Yeah you, you’re living by numbers

 

Who have you become?
It can’t be you standing there
And you’ve stuck on
Being somebody else instead
Yeah your life’s drifted to slumber

 

Yeah you, you’re living by numbers

Reviews

[1809 Black Plague Decem..]

oh my gosh, deep. The whole charade is dark, and lost. She's lost. But you know, she'll regain, ---:D ---mishel