Talking to turtles - I am in numbers

The days I talk that noisy machine
Cold hands, cold feet
Right through it to be clean
Weak after weak, right through things to be clean
Tired of these days but I need it anyway

What a shit, come back my bill of life
Cause it's so long ago... it's so long ago

How do you know, when I'm alive? I don't know
Cause it's so long ago... it's so long ago

I am in numbers, I can borrow your breath
I am allowed a lot to do that

In a few weeks I feel fine. You were hopefully forever mine
Love you all, my dear the most, oh what a luck
You were saving me from breaking up

What a shit, come back my bill of life
Cause it's so long ago... it's so long ago
Would you please turn around my bill of life, or just give us some
Please just give us some

Don't you know you feel like a wrack
Cause all I can see is your ugly, dirty back

What a shit, come back my bill of life
Cause it's so long ago... it's so long ago
How do you know when I'm alive? I don't know
Cause it's so long ago... it's so long ago...

Welcome back bill of life
Now you are gone
You look better than before
You're going glare
Cause I've got a new friend
And for this one I'll care