All the bad weather in our veins

Comatose in strobe who complains

Take the edge off too uptight

Bored and loose from bitter spite

What starts your engine, Do people

Buy their way in for the ride?



Motor, Motor, I'd be lost at any other speed

Motor, Motor, In my space is the place for me



People try to tell me what's best

Drive by weakness in their myths

I haven't driven it this far, By

Jumping on every star *

We can't grow untwisted, Everyone

Has their opinion, I wish they'd keep 'em



Motor, Motor, I'd be lost at any other speed

Motor, Motor, In my space is the place to be

In my space is the place for me