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Textes et Paroles de Numbers



So I sleep,
and embrace this lucid dream.
I hold a book that offers wisdom,
but my vision feels so weak.
Oh sleep is such a gracious thief,
it steals my time but give me strength.
Will this morning render hope,
and give me back control?
But I wake in a bed that has never seen love.
Just a tryst I'll embrace,
while my essence is young.

Now this city owns my name,
it marks my residence as shame.
As I stumble through the streets,
I gamble with defeat.
Is it a crime I commit,
when I'm stealing to exist?
Now my affliction is sustained,
and in their prison I'm displayed.

We're convicted thieves!
I reside with the accused,
a realm conceived through battered youth.
I'm subsiding with my fault,
These walls are now my home.

I see a letter on my floor,
it bares the knowledge that I've ignored.
A brilliant counter in his reply,
but can this author amend my crime?

We're convicted thieves!
I reside with the accused,
a realm conceived through battered youth.
I'm subsiding with my fault,
These walls are now my home.

So they gathered all the thieves,
and gave them numbers one to three.
The odd forgiven and released,
the even chained and shipped to sea.
(x2)

I stood second in the line,
before they covered all our eyes.
Two officials then explained,
that two conclusions were at stake.
The number branded on your wrist decides if you exist.

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