take me out of here someplace away from the maddening crowd away from the noise and the city flashy people, fancy suits, number 1.
i want out, i'm sick of everything i scream, but they hear nothing eyes that see not ears that hear not hearts that neither feel nor understand grown cold and cruel and mad
take me out of here before i go insane before i become one of them before i'm used to the pain before i'm unable to love again