At some point
I started to ask myself:
What's my number?
And there were days
When I wanted to keep it low.
Keep it low.

But then I realized that
my number was supposed to be high.
That my era's supposed to be
as long as possible.
Very long!

So what's your number?
What's your number?


Sometimes when I spend time.
With myself and my thoughts.
I can't run away from one
realization.

I keep asking.
I keep asking.

I keep asking: What's my number?
What's my number
What's my number? I keep asking.

What's my number?
I keep asking; I keep asking, I keep asking.
I keep asking; I keep asking, I keep asking.
What's my number?
And now… shhhhh

My entire life, I've been living inside myself.
And inside, I'm thinking.
And I'm afraid
That the day when I understand what's life is all about.
It is going to be a day,
the day I'm going to log out from the game.


Do you have time to understand what life is all about?
I'm afraid of dying and being stupid.

So have you ever asked yourself what's your number?
What's your number?
Have you ever asked yourself about that?
When do you want to log out, huh?
What's your number?
It's just, just one word.
So do yourself a favor and ask yourself.
At least once.
What's. Your. Number?

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