The devil can judge
You're on the same side looking in

The grass is orange
A whore to the spin

A degree is a crutch they sold you
100,000 Thin

Now your fathers selling off the last drop
Now your mothers selling off the grave plots

More than a number

Spare the world the trust fund perspective
Your tongues too blue

Williamsburg is safe for the rich kids
Just choose the avenue

One day you'll wake up and realize
It's a numbers game

Guess who's caught holding the last
Guess who's caught roaming the same blocks

More than a number

One day you'll realize (more than a number)