Letra

You can feel your nerve endings They've been dead before today You can feel them rising Feel them rising all the way You've got grease on your fingers, oil on your face Happy completely, chasing the pace Happy to find out, even this late You're not a number, not a number There's a new sense of freedom Come banging on your door Deep down inside you You've seen it all somewhere before Somewhere in the past Somewhere in a dream And it's got you completely And you know what it means Happy to find out even this late You're not a number, not a number You're not a number, not a number There's a new sense of freedom Come banging on your door Deep down inside you You've seen it all somewhere before You've got grease on your fingers, oil on your face Happy completely chasing the pace Happy to find out even this late You're not a number, not a number You're not a number, you're not a number You're not a number, you're not a number You're not a number, you're not a number You're not a number, not a number You're not a number, not, not a number You're not a number, you're not a number You're not a number, you're not a number You're not a number, you're not a number
Writer(s): Christopher Anton Rea Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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