I was crazy to think, crazy to chase
Chasing this automobile
Well, I tend to think were you ready to race
Racing this automobileIt's a machine, it's the one in my dreams
It's taking me out of control, it slipsThrough my hands on the wheel
Don't you know how it feels
When you're driving your dreams
Through a pole?Well, I hate your face, I hate the wall
I'm sick of staring at the wall
I hate the mirror with alcohol
There is no wall
It's all I remember
Is the sound of squealing tires
The road disappeared only to be replaced
By the sound of twisted steelThe collision was swift
And next thing I knew
Was that I might be dead
All my life passed before my eyesWhen I opened my eyes
I was looking at youThey sent you here to take care of me
I don't know your name, I can't hear your voice
Well, I can't speak
It's all I do is wait for you to feed me
They said, they said
They said the road was slick
And I said, "Well, I've been feeling sick"
My head went through the mirror
Why did they send you here?Well, I want to get up and shake you loose
I wanna be free of these machinesThey said the road was slick
And I said, "Well, I've been feeling sick"
My head went through the mirror
Why did they send you here?I want to be released from this
I want to be another machineThey said the road was slick
And I said, "Well, I've been feeling sick"
My head went through the mirror
Why did they send you here?
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