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Woorden: Hurt. Numbers.

On the sunny day that I wake
And hope that I'll get better tomorrow
Maintained by the reasonable thing that I wish

Underneath my eyelids
So much hate and violence
What it took to build me
Wasn't enough to kill me

Oh, let me lie some more
I really needed a friend
At least until the end

Such a bleed in case that I may
Convince them that we can do again
What we did back then but even better tomorrow

Just another number
Dropped for better value
Do nothing but bill me
Wasn't enough to kill me


Oh, let me lie some more
I really needed a friend
At least until the end
Would you, give me life support?
It never has to end
But these are the numbers
Let me look at the numbers

Oh, let me lie some more
It never has to end
Look what we began

You, gave me life support
And never let it end
At least until the end
Cos you, you were my support
When I really needed a friend
Just look at the numbers
Cos we are the numbers