Texty: Bush. Sixteen Stone. Machinehead.

:
yeah, yeah...

breathe in breathe out
breathe in breathe out
breathe in

breathe in breathe out
breathe in breathe out
breathe in

tied to a wheel fingers gotta feel
bleedin' through a tourniquet smile
i spin on a whim i slide to the right
i felt you like an electric light
for our love
for our fear
for our rise against the years and years and years

got a machinehead
it's better than the rest
green to the red machinehead
got a machinehead
it's better than the rest
green to the red

and i walk from my machine
oh, i walk from my machine, yeah

breathe in breathe out
breathe in breathe out
breathe in

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

got a machinehead
it's better than the rest
green to red machinehead
got a machinehead
it's better than the rest
green to red, yeah

and i walk from my machine
i walk from my machine

(spoken) i've seen the best minds of my generation, they are starving, hysterical, and naked...

breathe in breathe out
breathe in breathe out
breathe in, breathe in, breathe in

got a machinehead
it's better than the rest
green to red machinehead
got a machinehead
it's better than the rest
green to red, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

better than the rest
better than the rest
machinehead, head, head, head, head, head

and i walk from my machine
and i walk from my machine