You don’t have my number
We don’t need each other now
We don’t need the city
The create or the culture now
And I feel the colour, feel alive
I feel the colour, feel alive
I feel the streets are pulling me down
So people of the city
I don’t need your counsel now
And I don’t need your good advice
You don’t have my lover’s touch
You don’t have my number
We don’t need each other now
The queen or the culture
We can move beyond it now
Now the wolves is knocking at my door
Bang bang, it ask for more
Stand here, we stand tall
We can move beyond these walls
And I don’t need your counsel
And I don't need these city streets
And I don't need that good advice
'Cause we can move beyond it now
You don’t have my number
We don’t need each other now
The creed or the culture
You don’t have my lover’s touch
And I feel the colour, feel alive
I feel the colour, feel alive
I feel that the streets are now far from here
Do you even hear me?
Do you even know my name?
Can you see the ocean there?
You don’t have my lover’s touch
And you don’t have my number
And you don’t have my number
And I wonder can you hear me?
And are you even listening now?
'Cause you don’t have my number
We don’t need each other now
And you can't steel my thunder
'Cause you don’t have my lover’s touch
You don’t have my number
And I don't need no one now
And I don’t need these city streets
The creed or the culture now
Ooh, oh
Ooh, oh
Ooh, hey

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