Songtext 45 (a matter of time) Sum 41

45 (a matter of time)

You're something to few but nothing to me
Someone so twisted and sick as can be
It wasn't the plan, we gave it a shot
You've proven a real man is something you're not

So tell me is this what the future primitive world's supposed to be?
A total abomination is what it looks like to me
No reasonable explanation, can't call it a declaration
A bigot to all, sick of it all, can we all stand up? Go!

I believe that I
Am losing faith in all of humankind
But then I realize it's plain to see
That a number is all you are to me

Not worthy of a name, a number you'll get
A symbol of meaningless, void of respect
A matter of time, you get what you've earned
We'll take pleasure in watching you burn

So tell me is this what the future primitive world's supposed to be?
A total abomination is what it looks like to me
It's a masochist fascination, a character assassination
You're the fool on the hill, we're stuck with you till, we all stand up, go!

I believe that I
Am losing faith in all of humankind
But then I realize it's plain to see
That a number is all you are to me

I believe that I
Am losing faith in all of humankind
'Cause then I realize it's plain to see
That a number is all you are to me

I believe that I
Am losing faith in all of humankind
But then I realize it's plain to see
That a number is all you are to me

I believe that I
Am losing faith in all of humankind
But then I realize it's plain to see
That a number is all you'll ever be

A number you get