Numbers -

There’s a serpent feel to the cowboy’s tongue

There’s a stench in the air on the streets we run

It’s a battlefield, it’s a full blown war

There’s a smile on your face and a settled score

Does it pick up pick up if you tell them so?

Will you give up give up when the numbers go?

Did you pull some strings?

Have you sacrificed?

Did you bite down hard when you named your price?

It’s the feel that keeps alive the talk of glory

As the pride comes before another hard love story

Tell everyone you can

Sell me a one night stand

If the number’s big

It’s the numbers I bring

If your family’s blood doesn’t count for much

You’re a broken leg and a broken crutch

Maybe narcissist, maybe nepotist

Maybe friends in high places will love this twist

And the future’s bright, now your path exists

Now you pushed yourself through the parapet

I’ll forget your place I’ll forget your name

I’ll forget myself and you do the same

It’s the feel that keeps alive the talk of glory

As the pride comes before another hard love story

Tell everyone you can

Sell me a one night stand

If the number’s big

It’s the numbers I bring

And praise all your false idols

And pray your words are title

And rise above your rivals

And praise all your false idols

Tell everyone you can

Sell me a one night stand

If the number’s big

It’s the numbers I bring

If the number’s big

It’s the numbers I bring

I feel the man in the mirror has lost his mind

And you can’t spot these spots when he turns on the light

Yes, the man in the mirror is losing his mind

And the face of the man in the mirror is mine