Lyrics to Modest Machine

Dead I'm Dead

Or dead I

I'm dead

Am dead

I'm dead

Well I

I am rendered helpless

I'm understood an

An uncanny despair

Raid



Leaves me thoughtless

I am empty



Why this wish to live back to yesterday

I am empty





Never moving toward, life of anymore

I am empty





Phoning enemy (phoning enemy)

Bored of everything





I am helpless, convinced of nothing else

I am helpless, convinced of nothing else



So what if I never amount to anything

Unaccustomed to assimilation

I'm afraid of everything and of everyone

Somewhere there's a boy disappointed in me

I'm so sorry for your naivety



So what if I never amount to anything

Unaccustomed to assimilation

I'm afraid of everything and of everyone (afraid of everyone)

Somewhere there's a boy disappointed in me

I'm so sorry for your naivety

To this boy I represent modesty

I'm so sorry for your naivety



Cry on your name

In my place, in my place

Sad facts of yesterday

Become reality

Castrated and intertwined



What can I do

What can I say

That would help me to be ok



What can I do

What can I say

That would help me to be ok