Already Dead
I'm just a number
I'm a statistic
They watch me crumble
When I'm gone
They won't miss me
I'm a number I guess
I'm just a number I guess
I don't feel nothing
Empty inside suffering
These walls are painted black
And I'm just a sad portrait
I see myself in mid air
Jumping off the edge
And no one cares
Left stuck up on a web
Prey about to be fed
Already dead
Already dead
Already dead
Got the hearse parked out
And I'm jumping in
My whole life was cursed with pestilence
But tonight I scream over the silence
Everything's irrelevant
Life long pessimist
Nothing ever had significance
An affliction of indifference
The beating stopped in my chest
Froze
Manifest the ghost
Unfinished work on my soul
Apparition parole
Trapped in limbo
I'm just a number
I'm a statistic
They watch me crumble
When I'm gone
They won't miss me
I'm a number I guess
I'm just a number I guess
Piece by piece
I'm breakin down
Week by week
I lose morale
So close to fouling out
Just wanna throw in the towel
And it hurts I confess
I'm just a number to them
My hands are tied behind my back
I've lost touch with who I am
Who is that face in the glass?
It's been a spiral
Born in a cycle
No idols
I wake up daily asking why do
I get stifled
This can't be final
Under the gun
Just wanna run
And leave my body behind
How can I find sweet serenades in a knife?
Where my homies?
No one knows me
My journey's been so lonely
You can't console me
Human I'm only
Going under
I'm just a number
I'm a statistic
They watch me crumble
When I'm gone
They won't miss me
I'm a number I guess
I'm just a number I guess
Piece by piece
I'm breaking down
Week by week
I lose morale
So close to fouling out
Just wanna throw in the towel
And it hurts I confess
I'm just a number to them
I'm a statistic
They watch me crumble
When I'm gone
They won't miss me
I'm a number I guess
I'm just a number I guess
I don't feel nothing
Empty inside suffering
These walls are painted black
And I'm just a sad portrait
I see myself in mid air
Jumping off the edge
And no one cares
Left stuck up on a web
Prey about to be fed
Already dead
Already dead
Already dead
Got the hearse parked out
And I'm jumping in
My whole life was cursed with pestilence
But tonight I scream over the silence
Everything's irrelevant
Life long pessimist
Nothing ever had significance
An affliction of indifference
The beating stopped in my chest
Froze
Manifest the ghost
Unfinished work on my soul
Apparition parole
Trapped in limbo
I'm just a number
I'm a statistic
They watch me crumble
When I'm gone
They won't miss me
I'm a number I guess
I'm just a number I guess
Piece by piece
I'm breakin down
Week by week
I lose morale
So close to fouling out
Just wanna throw in the towel
And it hurts I confess
I'm just a number to them
My hands are tied behind my back
I've lost touch with who I am
Who is that face in the glass?
It's been a spiral
Born in a cycle
No idols
I wake up daily asking why do
I get stifled
This can't be final
Under the gun
Just wanna run
And leave my body behind
How can I find sweet serenades in a knife?
Where my homies?
No one knows me
My journey's been so lonely
You can't console me
Human I'm only
Going under
I'm just a number
I'm a statistic
They watch me crumble
When I'm gone
They won't miss me
I'm a number I guess
I'm just a number I guess
Piece by piece
I'm breaking down
Week by week
I lose morale
So close to fouling out
Just wanna throw in the towel
And it hurts I confess
I'm just a number to them
Credits
Writer(s): Jason Acquinaldo Celestine, Randal Murray Keller, Thomas Wade Roney, John Earle Jr Dammeier, Jason Weisenhaus
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