Machine Head

Machine Head - Nausea lyrics

One more time you've

gotten into my head

I've let your words get

into me

Every time I try to talk,

you never listen

You got the answers,

I don't know a thing

But you ask me what these

lights are in my eyes

They're a freight train

ahead

And they're straight

coming your way

You've tied yourself down

to the tracks

Now you want help from me

to cut you free

If it was me

my hour of need

You'd leave me there to

bleed

I'm fucking sick of you

and all that shit you're

pulling

Your fuckin' attitude

had better go on

You cheat and you lie

and you stole and denied

And you turned on your

friends

when you burned all those

bridges

This time you won't be

getting under my skin

What you had I've taken

away

Tell me what you're gonna

do, it doesn't matter

You're always talking, it

don't mean a thing

So ask me what these

lights are in my eyes

They're a freight train

ahead

And they're straight

coming your way

You've tied yourself down

to the tracks

Now you want help from me

to cut you free

If it was me

my hour of need

You'd leave me there to

bleed

I'm fucking sick of you

and all that shit you're

pulling

Your fuckin' attitude

had better go on

You cheat and you lie

and you stole and denied

And you turned on your

friends

when you burned all those

bridges

Well you sat there and

cried

As these words came to

glide

through your delicate skin

leaving blood on these

pages

So how does it feel

to be at one with the fate I

seal

They're a freight train

ahead

And they're straight

coming your way

You've tied yourself down

to the tracks

Now you want help from

me to cut you free

If it was me

my hour of need

You'd leave me there

to bleed

I'm fucking sick of you

and all that shit you're

pulling

Your fuckin' attitude

had better go on

You cheat and you lie

and you stole and denied

And you turned on your

friends

when you burned all those

bridges.

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