Machine - No Small Children

Thought I had it all figured out

Saw my purpose in the crevices of the everyday

Thought I had it all under control

Set up my life in neat little rows, in neat little rows

Find myself then let it all go

It’s time to make some trouble

And I, I’ve got that feelin' again

Whoa I, gotta keep my machine movin'

And I, I’ve got that feelin' again

My machine movin'

My machine movin'

Thought I had all figured out

Knew what my life was all about and then I let it be

To reinvent or let it all go

My question’s not the problem

Just sit still, it’ll be alright

I’m the only one left to fight

And I, I’ve got that feelin' again

Whoa I, gotta keep my machine movin'

And I, I’ve got that feelin' again

My machine movin'

My machine movin'

Find myself then let it all go

It’s time to make some trouble

And I, I’ve got that feelin' again

Whoa I, gotta keep my machine movin'

And I, I’ve got that feelin' again

My machine movin'

My machine movin'

And I, I’ve got that feelin' again

Whoa I, gotta keep my machine movin'

And I, I’ve got that feelin' again

My machine movin'

My machine movin'