Melanie Martinez – Numbers (Ukulele)

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Count up your portion, count up your checks

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Either you're fam or you’re comin' at my neck

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When you gonna freeze with the cool dramatics?

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I'm not inspired by your foolish practice

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Why do you bullshit? Side up your fence

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I’m just a chicken givin' you the egg

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Soon, you're gonna see that your platform's wasted

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Don't speak too soon on your doubts you're making

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A big deal out of a little thing

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Why should I try to conform to formulated pasts

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When clearly all my instincts led to something more magical?

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Am I just a number 'cause it seems like that's your goal?

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You push us past our limits just to watch decimals grow

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Oh, I need a reason why I’m looked at like a joke

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Until I prove you wrong like I’ve done time and time before

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And I don't like your teachings and your criticisms lack

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The potential to pageantry, my solid golden path

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To this, I hope my future is a mile, clairvoyant

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There’s no controlling the imagination on a send

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Take me to Venus, let me explode

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I'm ready to pop like a volcano

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Jump over me like you're playing hot lava

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Emotions on one hundred thousand, who's gonna

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Drink me like soda? People, of course

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Use all your words to distract from the source

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Aware of the growth, the paper happens

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Leave me alone in my own concoction

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Breakin’ all my fingertips to carve out many roads

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Pushin' out the petals from the thought of what I know

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Am I just a number 'cause it seems like that's your goal?

      C
You push us past our limits just to watch decimals grow

Em
Oh, I need a reason why I’m looked at like a joke

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Until I prove you wrong like I’ve done time and time before

              C
And I don't like your teachings and your criticisms lack

        Em
The potential to pageantry, my solid golden path

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To this, I hope my future is a mile, clairvoyant

Em
There’s no controlling the imagination on a send

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They replaced their search for knowledge

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With the reach of many material gains

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They lack the tenderness of the sensitive

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Empathetic but he's cryin' from the pain

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It's too late to grow their frame

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In their mind, seems like it's already made

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No use in arguin' with someone who doesn't

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Wanna cry or retice worthy of creation

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Am I just a number?

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Am I just a number?

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Am I just a number?

Em            C
Am I just a number?

C                             Em
Am I just a number 'cause it seems like that's your goal?

      C
You push us past our limits just to watch decimals grow

Em
Oh, I need a reason why I’m looked at like a joke

          C                                            Em
Until I prove you wrong like I’ve done time and time before

              C
And I don't like your teachings and your criticisms lack

        Em
The potential to pageantry, my solid golden path

     C
To this, I hope my future is a mile, clairvoyant

Em
There’s no controlling the imagination on a send