Lyrics

so fucking what if god doesn't love me.
cuz holly next door does
And when she stares at me
she erases my mind completely

yeah

I pricked a hole in the motherfuckers soul
Bashed black and blue as they keep me back from you
fight the urge to kill them all
Push them back to reveal the wall
like any other
spot on the grid
we do all the things
that they forbid

we are the bad numbers
in the system code
we are the bad numbers
in the system code

So fucking what if the law don't protect me
Cuz bobby next door does
And the eyes of big brother are trained on every other white suburbanite

we are the bad numbers
in the system code
we are the bad numbers
in the system code

we are the holes in their plans for perfection we breath through the plastic and resist their redemption

we are the bad numbers
in the system code
we are the bad numbers
in the system code