Oh This Currency

I don't think I care for the way it pays
But oh this currency's enough to build my home someday
One breath will press my chest down, I think I'll stay
But will it be the same once I have broken the machine

Though unlikely, I'd like to hide from any differences
Re-evaluate my leadership and complete this thing I've started with

This is my number
But no matter where I stand
It's never called up
No one wants to take my hand
There goes my patience
I'm not gonna chase it down
No, what's the reason?
Someone's got to hear me now

Don't you understand when I talk like this
But oh, I think you recognize my voice as a fist
Please won't you take my white teeth as a relief?
Behind them lies a sharpened tongue that you have yet to see

This is my number
But no matter where I stand
It's never called up
No one wants to take my hand
There goes my patience
I'm not gonna chase it down
No, what's the reason?
Someone's got to hear me now