In the Machine

My cup runs out The devil's here, he's weighing in on me He's got me smoking cigarettes Yeah, I can feel he's got it in for me White lies, sweet vices I'm doing better in my baby's eyes He's got tricks, now I'm getting high I can't help it, it feels like I could fly Now I'm in the machine Now I'm in the machine Am I lost in a dream Of a turning machine, machine, machine? My mind fell by Now my head feels like it's an ocean wide But my heart flies high on wings of light I feel it, it climbs and climbs Now I'm in the machine Now I'm in thе machine Am I lost in a scene Of a turning machinе, machine, machine? I remember what my father used to say about the night There's creatures here, alone, it's dark and you might have to fight So fight, so fight, fight Now I'm in the machine Now I'm in the machine Do I star in the dream Of a pretty machine, machine, machine? Now I'm in the- Did I get lost in the- Now I'm in the- Did I get lost in the-