I can't articulate this sudden need for space You ask me where it hurts And the circle closes Our demographic, digital static Are we stillborn? Are we still brothers? There's good news, there's bad news I'm a number, But you're a number too.
I can't articulate this sudden need for space You ask me where it hurts And the circle closes Our demographic, digital static Are we stillborn? Are we still brothers? There's good news, there's bad news I'm a number, But you're a number too.