my dying machine

why give orders?

why give speeches?

no more questions

no more answers

all that's left is the fear

i can feel they're here

i can feel the cold

i can't fight for long

this machine runs down

if i had a picture

i could say it's all for you. why give orders?

and why make speeches?

give me a reason to stay

this dying machine

i can hear me scream

i've nowhere to run

i've nowhere to hide

i can only wonder

i can only wonder why

why give orders?

and why make speeches?

give me a reason to die

this shape comes apart

everything breaks down

and me

i'm trapped inside

and here inside it ends. there's nothing i can do

there's nothing i can do now

if i had a picture

i could say it's all for you

i can only wonder

i can only wonder why.