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
    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