I was crazy to think, crazy to chase

Chasing this automobile


Well, I tend to think were you ready to race


Racing this automobile




It's a machine, it's the one in my dreams


It's taking me out of control, it slips




Through 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 steel




The collision was swift


And next thing I knew

Was that I might be dead


All my life passed before my eyes




When I opened my eyes


I was looking at you




They 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 machines



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?




I want to be released from this

I want to be another machine




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?