This Machine

I wanna feel something

I wanna be someone

I wanna go where no-one's ever been before

Stuck on yesterday

And this hazy drawn out afternoon

I'll coincide underneath the changing sky blue

This machine is killing me

Why don't people say to me

Not everything has got to change

There's rhythm in the cycles but the chaos seems to infiltrate

I change the way I go

My feet not stuck on spiderwebs

There is nothing darker than the blue and blinking afterglow

This machine is killing me

This machine is killing me