Numbers

Count up your portions, count up your checks
 Feeding your fam while you're coming at my neck
 When ya 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
 Oh, 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 one hundred thousand, who's gonna
 Shake me like soda creme, but, of course
 Use all your words to distract from the source
 Of where all the growth on the paper happens
 Leave me alone in 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
 Oh, 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 it's already made
 No use in arguing with someone who doesn't
 Wanna prioritize birthing of creation
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 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 our numbers grow
 Oh, 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