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