Modern Guilt — Beck

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