I was spirited I had courage once Now I'm imperative to an empty engine I should be interesting I should be interested I should be happy to be in an awful machine An awful machine, an awful machine An awful machine, machine, machine And when you fell I caught you by the shell And I kept you to myself I kept my straight face motor open And you kept me running I can often taste it When my heart gets racing I can often taste it When my heart gets racing I can often taste it When my heart gets racing I can often taste it