Pretty Girls Make Graves - The Number lyrics

Knock, knock you bring such a shudder Talk, talk and try not to stutter Chameleon changing its colour The world lost out to the number Composed of cold, cold machine Disguised as human being Because I want And I don't know what I want But when I want it I want it The canopy above the sea Open up and you run Into the beat, into the streets Where you know you belong