I don't need to win it
There is no joy in it
Must accept progression
Lose inept depression
Is this you in front of me
White line space, no subtlety
Strike no time, less thinking of
Me and mine and theory of
Cause I don't see this in my soul
And calling numerical
No, I don't see this in my soul
And calling numerical
Taking easy further
Less to please a learner
Of appreciating
Second to creation
Is this you in front of me
White line space, no subtlety
Strike no time, less thinking of
Me and mine and theory of
Cause I don't see this in my soul
And calling numerical
No, I don't see this in my soul
And calling numerical
But I don't see this in my soul
And calling numerical
No, I don't see this in my soul
And calling numerical
This is you in front of me
White line space, no subtlety
Strike no time, less thinking of
Me and mine and theory of
Cause I don't see this in my soul
And calling numerical
No, I don't see this in my soul
And calling numerical
No, I don't see this in my soul
And calling numerical
No, I don't see this in my soul
And calling numerical
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written by MICHAEL DIAMOND, DWAYNE CARTER, ADAM HOROVITZ, RICK RUBIN, MARSHA AMBROSIUS, ADAM NATHANIEL YAUCH, JUSTIN SMITH
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