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 reat
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
unconscience all the time
if i had it all again 
i'd change it all