The Number No Good Things Could Come Of

Now let me interject about this little peace we have

And all the months passed dragging through the mud,

dragging through the mud,

dragging down.

Helps me comment on virginity.

Help me find the price of humility.

As a matter of fact you owe me some

As a matter of fact you owe me.

And I guess,

And I guess,

And I confess,

I sometimes think im God,

Do I exist just to work for you?



Cancer is the proof

We will be going nowhere soon

You're the reason why

Im always asking of you twice



Cancer is the proof

We will be going nowhere soon

You're the reason why

They're always doubting of us twice