A broken throttle cuts our engine, yet I'm feeling just the same I broke a window and let the clouds in, even though I hate the rain Was I the one you wanted headlong and through this floor? The windows crack, still can't relax 'til I'm burned into this chrome And just see gray You've got these calm-pathetic, slow synthetic bring me downs Can't kiss the sky so kiss the ground But I want to know if I'm in overdrive or not It's the turbulence that shakes this engine that's ringing in my ears Was I the one you wanted headlong and through this floor? Now wait and wait to be burned in to this chrome Do you realize, they're ain't no coming back for one last ride When blood's still blood and red's still red but the blood's not Red it's black instead you need to, you need to watch it run