Weld in place

Tripped me; what, I knew it was a waste

Killed my drive

Burn the hand that buried me alive

Slowed my pulse

Take my blood and join the secret cult

Pull the shades

Little badger wants a son like me

The engine is running

Friction is burning me

The engine is running

Smothered in gasoline

Hailed the smoke

Suffocate inside, be not ensued

Closed my eyes

When they broke the door, I was hypnotized

The engine is running

Friction is burning me

The engine is running

Smothered in gasoline

[Guitar Solo]

Weld in place

Tripped me; what, I knew it was a waste

Killed my drive

Burn the hand that buried me alive

Steamy breath we breathe

Noisy old machine