There's always a number that'll make you feel bad about yourself You try to measure up, try to measure up to somebody else Numbers are out to get you Numbers are out to get you Numbers, ooh
They say that you're too short to join the team And your IQ's too low for poetry Numbers are out to get you Numbers are out to get you Numbers, ooh
I hear the sadness in your laughter So call on me and tell me what you need Just call on me and tell me what you need
Look at him, look at her, they've got a million likes You better figure out how to multiply, divide Numbers are out to get you They'll kill you if they get through Numbers, ooh
I hear the sadness in your laughter So call on me and tell me what you need Just call on me and tell me what you need
I'm a one, I'm a zero In the end, does it matter? All that we even really know Is every nail needs a hammer But the numbers won't compute When we love and the two becomes one (Zero, one, one, two, three, five, eight, thirteen)
I hear the sadness in your laughter I hear the sadness in your laughterTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
