I just got put down
  in the ashes of a backwash town
  black debris, the burned-out trees
  blows out over the sunken seas
  somewhere far along
  singin the regular song
  dead machines, frozen dreams
  it's a state where i belong
  i'm loose inside my skin
  and all the walls are wearin thin
  shoot out all the traffic lights
  on your way to the dead of night
  somewhere far along
  singin the regular song
  dead machines, frozen dreams
  they don't bother me at all
  you're better off alone
  troubles find their home