I was crazy to think crazy to chase   Chasing this automobile   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      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      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 the 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   I can't speak   And all I do is wait for you to feed me      They said the road was slick   I said I've been feeling sick   My head went through the mirror   Why did they send you here      I want to get up and shake you loose   I want to be free of these machines      I want to be released from this dream   I want to be another machine