I wanna run from the apathyfrom the questioning tonguesand eyes that just won't come offand get a job in a industry where a smile's not requiredand complaints are always the samecause baby you must be so fed upwith a boy that keeps telling youhow much good he's gonna dowhen all that is happening 'round hereis happening in hereand nothing gets out thereexcept for the truthit's up to youcause I'm absolutely numbit's up to youcause I'm absolutely numbI've been adrift on the silve r surfand I've paddled ahead of the fearthat I'd fall behindI took drinks from the glitter smurfsand their company dads who neverstood by in the cryingcause no one does and nobody ever willthere is only space for oneand surely he gets killedwhe n the engine seizes upyou might call it existential crisisI simply call it the braveryof emptinessit's up to youcause I'm absolutely numbit's up to youcause I'm absolutely numb