Machinehead

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

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