The curtains In my room Move Sway Time Passes by In a black Benz Oh The mirror Stares At me I don't Want to know Who's staring Back At Me The people Come and go Like The Summer But I stay Alone Like The Winter Numb I don't want to be numb Mechanical Not real I'm young and dumb When will it come My spiritual Something real All my body Stares At me I don't Want to know Who He Is At all At all Body And soul Don't fascinate me Remind me Show me How To feel Oh These living nightmares Frighten Me You must Pull me out Numb I don't want to be numb Mechanical Not real I'm young and dumb When will it come My spiritual Something real Numb I don't want to be numb I don't want to be numb I don't want to be numb I don't want to be numb