My Machine Video (MV)

Across the forest, through the creek
Past Buddhist temples made of wood
There lives a man who looks like me
And I could be him if I would
Only no, you are not like me
Even though, you look and talk like me
I haven't been down to that creek
In many years since I was young
Is that where I built my machine
Is that where all of this comes from
Here it comes, when I start to leave
I feel numb, lets play make believe
I was sitting in my parked car
I hit myself in the head
Told myself if I don't feel that, well
Then I guess that I'm dead
My machine has a subroutine, an eject button for when I have to leave
And if you want me to come back, it won't be me
And if you want me to come back, it won't be clean but
I can't feel you screaming me out
I can't feel you dragging me down
I can't feel you, I can't feel you, I can't feel you
And this is supposed to hurt, oh I can make it hurt
So feel me, so feel me, so feel me, so feel me