[Verse 1] Red eyes on sticks, tongue out to taste, hands tucked in — no need to waste. Slimy green, purple dots on my back, hide in sewers and swamps, walk in packs. [Verse 2] Sunshine? Nope — I crawl away fast, rain’s my disco, mud’s my snack! Found in vending machines when the night gets deep, where forgotten snacks and secrets sleep. [Pre-Chorus] We multiply where lights stay dim, in subway drains and basement trim. Say I’m useless? Say I’m gross? Wait ‘til the network hits overload. [Chorus] Nume, Nume, Numemon. I’m not cute! I’m not strong! Brain? Missing. Talent? Gone! No beauty, no brains, no fight — but I hold a secret in my byte! I’m not wanted, not admired… until the day the code mutates. [Verse 3] Don’t judge the goo, don’t skip my call… some glitches rise above them all. But whisper this where no one hears: my code’s got cracks… and mutant gears. [Bridge] No strength, no skills, no dazzling flair, just Nume Sludge hanging in the air. Evolve by mistake? Yeah, that’s my fate — raised wrong, went soft, ended up slick. [Chorus] Nume, Nume, Numemon. I’m not cute! I’m not strong! Brain? Missing. Talent? Gone! No beauty, no brains, no fight — but I hold a secret in my byte! I’m not wanted, not admired… until the day the code mutates.
