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