Swarm Songtext
von Disposable

I don′t want to be a part of life any more
Don't want to be a number on a list
Don′t want to be a worthless grain of sand
Don't want to be a part of this

Numbers on a list; what kind of life is this?
If we're just numbers on a list

I don′t want to be a rat behind your back
But I can′t pretend to be intact
Don't want to be a product of my past
Because that won′t last
Don't want to be a part of that


I try to not look back
Face the front, act intact
Am I a number on a list?
Have I become a part of this?

Forgive me
I am walking despite the warning, I must not look like I have failed
Forget me
I am sinking despite me thinking if I gave more this ship could sail
Forgive me
Into the poison I threw the coin in as if it was a wishing well
Forget me
At the bottom it lay forgotten – a
worthless, broken, abstract holy grail

Undefined, unfulfilled, seeking answers
Face the front, seek no more, become a statistic
Walking silently in a swarm of faceless people
I don′t need forgiven