Beck - Modern Guilt

I feel uptight when I walk in the city
I feel so cold when I′m at home
Feels like everything′s starting to hit me
I lost my bearings ten minutes ago

Modern guilt, I′m stranded with nothing
Modern guilt, I′m under lock and key
Misapprehension
Is turning into convention
Don′t know what I′ve done but I feel ashamed

Standing outside the glass on the sidewalk
These people talk about impossible things
And I′m falling out of the conversation
And I′m a pawn piece in a human shield

Modern guilt is all in our hands
Modern guilt won′t get me to bed
Say what you will
Smoke your last cigarette
Don′t know what I′ve done but I feel afraid