This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in
Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in
Tied to a wheel fingers got to feel
Bleeding through a tourniquet smile
I spin on a whim, I slide to the right
I felt you like electric light
For our love, for our fear
For our rise against the years and years and years
Got a machine head, it's better than the rest
Green to red machine head
Got a machine head, it's better than the rest
Green to red
I walk from my machine
I walk from my machine
Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in
Deaf dumb, dirty
Starting to deserve this
Leaning on my conscience wall
Blood is like wine
Unconscious all the time
If I had it all again
I'd change it all
Got a machine head, it's better than the rest
Green to red machine head
Got a machine head, it's better than the rest
Green to red
I walk from my machine
I walk from my machine
Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in, breathe in, breathe in
Got a machine head, it's better than the rest
Green to red machine head
Got a machine head, it's better than the rest
Green to red
Better than the rest, better than the rest
Machine head
I walk from my machine
I walk from my machine
Breathe in
Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in
Tied to a wheel fingers got to feel
Bleeding through a tourniquet smile
I spin on a whim, I slide to the right
I felt you like electric light
For our love, for our fear
For our rise against the years and years and years
Got a machine head, it's better than the rest
Green to red machine head
Got a machine head, it's better than the rest
Green to red
I walk from my machine
I walk from my machine
Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in
Deaf dumb, dirty
Starting to deserve this
Leaning on my conscience wall
Blood is like wine
Unconscious all the time
If I had it all again
I'd change it all
Got a machine head, it's better than the rest
Green to red machine head
Got a machine head, it's better than the rest
Green to red
I walk from my machine
I walk from my machine
Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in, breathe in, breathe in
Got a machine head, it's better than the rest
Green to red machine head
Got a machine head, it's better than the rest
Green to red
Better than the rest, better than the rest
Machine head
I walk from my machine
I walk from my machine
Lyrics submitted by lilsweetness77, edited by Kyosanshugi, kt808
Machinehead Lyrics as written by Gavin Rossdale
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I think your first comment is closer to being accurate. The singer/song writers state "Millions of eyes can see, yet why am i so blind!? When the someone else is me, its unkind its unkind". I believe hes referring to the girl toying with him and using him. He wants something deeper with her, thats why he allows himself to be as a puppet (even though for her fun and games) as long as it makes her happy. But he knows deep down that she doesnt really want to be serious with him and thats what makes him.
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This song is about writing, writing from the heart (bleeding on the page) on an old fashioned manual typewriter. (the machine head)
"breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out Breathe in Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out Breathe in"
Sitting, thinking.
"Tied to a wheel, my fingers got to feel"
The wheel is the roller, fingers on the keys, waiting for inspiration.
The next lyric is often misquoted. It is "bleeding through its ARCANE (meaning old) smile, just look at the front of an old typewriter, you'll see the smile.
What the heck is tar decay, LOL?
Bleeding is common metaphor for writing real feelings.
" spin on a whim, I slide to the right"
Loading blank page, sliding the arm over to start a fresh line.
"I felt you like electric light"
Inspiration, like a light bulb over the head.
Got a machinehead, it's better than the rest Green to red machinehead Got a machinehead, it's better than the rest Green to red
Machinehead is the manual typewriter to writer's head connection. Writers who use manuals are proud of their specific machine (better than the rest). Green to red is the correcting ribbon, black and red type. Look at one, the black looks shiny and dark green.
"deaf dumb and thirty Starting to deserve this Leaning on my conscious wall Blood is like wine Unconscious all the time If I had it all again I'd change it all"
Getting old, writing in a contrived way, not being authentic, having writers block, relying on your conscious rather than unconscious. Blood is like wine, true inspiration (bleeding on the page) is intoxicating, comes from somewhere deep, unconscious. Wishing you could get back to inspiration, good writing.
Bush has some of the coolest, deepest lyrics.
Awesome, rock on.