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 an 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 the red machinehead ::
and i walk from my machine ::
i walk from my machine ::
deaf 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