[Verse 1: Mike Hranica]
Distance decreases as if time is a dying cockroach
Plagues enclose, plagues enclose
Sitting upon this wooden bench
I am helpless to billions of bullets

[Chorus: Jeremy DePoyster]
In this moment I am helpless
In this moment of time

[Breakdown: Mike Hranica]
Why is it so difficult to see ourselves?
Why is it so difficult to see ourselves?
Why is it so difficult to see ourselves?
Why?
Why is it so difficult to see ourselves?
Why is it so difficult to see ourselves?

[Verse 2: Mike Hranica]
No poem I've wrote
Nor song I have sung, can halt the army of wrath
Numbers, Numbers, Numbers, Numbers

[Chorus: Jeremy DePoyster]
In this moment I am helpless, helpless
In this moment of time
[Verse: 3 Mike Hranica]
Serpents will transform into mice
Only to drown in the deepest red
I've always expressed my thoughts in colors, but we remain blind
Numbers, Numbers, Numbers, Numbers