Fed to the Machine

Verse

Black light finds you in the crush

Hundred bodies, one long hush

Your hand grazes, gone again

Pull you closer through the din

Pre-Chorus

Gears are turning, row on row

Something pulls us, letting go

Chorus

Fed to the machine

Two hearts in between

Pressed into the seam

Fed to the machine

Verse

Sweat and smoke and amber haze

Your face flickers, strobe delays

Piston pulse beneath the floor

Find you every time it roars

Pre-Chorus

Gears are turning, row on row

Something pulls us, letting go

Chorus

Fed to the machine

Two hearts in between

Pressed into the seam

Fed to the machine

Bridge

Grip

Steel

Skin

Real

Turn

Burn

Yours

Mine

Chorus

Fed to the machine

Two hearts in between

Pressed into the seam

Fed to the machine