| Song | Everybody's Numb |
| Artist | Thea Gilmore |
| Album | Recorded Delivery |
| 作曲 : Gilmore | |
| I’m pleased to meet you boys, you know it’s been a while | |
| Since I have had to fake delight just to raise a smile | |
| You’re squeezing hands and squeezing hits as good as anyone | |
| And everybody’s numb | |
| Yeah, everybody’s numb | |
| And the sun’s been slowly setting on your golden age | |
| And you’ll recheck the figures but you’ll skip the page | |
| Where the one thing that won’t fit into your final sum | |
| Is everybody’s numb | |
| Yeah, everybody’s numb | |
| And all the noise you’re making sounds just like the rest | |
| Salute the founders of the united states of emptiness | |
| You can roll your eyes and write me off as paranoid | |
| Tell me under Gucci suits lie twisted girls and tortured boys | |
| But nothing gets my back up quite like martyrdom | |
| When everybody’s numb | |
| And all the noise you’re making sounds just like the rest | |
| Salute the founders of the united states of emptiness | |
| So send your armies out into the real world | |
| Reciting lines from nursery rhymes, singing like a jailbird | |
| ‘Cause every Caesar needs a tranquiliser gun | |
| Then everybody’s numb | |
| Yeah, every Ghandi needs his own Napoleon | |
| Then everybody’s numb | |
| Yeah, everybody’s numb | |
| Sure, everybody’s numb | |
| Yeah, everybody’s numb |
| zuò qǔ : Gilmore | |
| I' m pleased to meet you boys, you know it' s been a while | |
| Since I have had to fake delight just to raise a smile | |
| You' re squeezing hands and squeezing hits as good as anyone | |
| And everybody' s numb | |
| Yeah, everybody' s numb | |
| And the sun' s been slowly setting on your golden age | |
| And you' ll recheck the figures but you' ll skip the page | |
| Where the one thing that won' t fit into your final sum | |
| Is everybody' s numb | |
| Yeah, everybody' s numb | |
| And all the noise you' re making sounds just like the rest | |
| Salute the founders of the united states of emptiness | |
| You can roll your eyes and write me off as paranoid | |
| Tell me under Gucci suits lie twisted girls and tortured boys | |
| But nothing gets my back up quite like martyrdom | |
| When everybody' s numb | |
| And all the noise you' re making sounds just like the rest | |
| Salute the founders of the united states of emptiness | |
| So send your armies out into the real world | |
| Reciting lines from nursery rhymes, singing like a jailbird | |
| ' Cause every Caesar needs a tranquiliser gun | |
| Then everybody' s numb | |
| Yeah, every Ghandi needs his own Napoleon | |
| Then everybody' s numb | |
| Yeah, everybody' s numb | |
| Sure, everybody' s numb | |
| Yeah, everybody' s numb |