Breathe in breathe out
Tied to a wheel fingers got to feel
I spin on a whim i slide to the right
I felt you like electric light
For our love
For our fear
For our rise against the years and years and years
Got a machinehead better than the rest
Green to red machinehead
And i walk from my machine
I walk from my machine
Dead dumb and thirty
Starting to deserve this
Leaning on my conscience wall
Blood is like wine
Unconscious all the time
If i had it all again
I’d change it all