Motions

From small pains to fiery burns
These are the signals of my dying nerves
Singed by the heat of your lines and curves
Into a fire that could scorch the earth

I'm going through the motions
I'm going through the motions
I'm going through the motions
I'm going through them
But I can't remember how to feel

If this is chemical, oh, if this is chemical
Oh, if this is chemical, oh
If this is chemical
Then I am not afraid to be
Bound to impulses of science
If this is chemical, oh, if this is chemical
Oh, if this is chemical, oh
If this is chemical then I am not ashamed to
Be owned by the impulses

From small shocks to surging bolts
These are the signals from my spinal cords
Sent down the wires through
The lines and folds
Into a riot on my frontal lobe

I'm going through the motions
I'm going through the motions
I'm going through the motions
I'm going through them
But I can't remember how to feel

Since I ran my hands over you
Nothing else will ever do now
To cool me down

If this is chemical, oh, if this is chemical
Oh, if this is chemical, oh
If this is chemical
Then I am not afraid to be
Bound to impulses of science

If this is chemical, oh, if this is chemical
Oh, if this is chemical, oh
If this is chemical then I am not ashamed to
Be owned by the impulses
Since I ran my hands over you
Nothing else will ever do
Since I ran my hands over you
Nothing else will ever do
Since I ran my hands over you
Nothing else will ever do now
To cool me down

If this is chemical, oh, if this is chemical
Oh, if this is chemical, oh
If this is chemical
Then I am not afraid to be
Bound to impulses of science

If this is chemical, oh, if this is chemical
Oh, if this is chemical, oh
If this is chemical
Then I am not ashamed to be
Owned by the impulses of science

If this is chemical, if this is chemical
If this is chemical, if this is chemical
(I can't remember how to feel)
If this is chemical, if this is chemical
If this is chemical, if this is chemical
Then I am not ashamed to be
Owned by the impulses of science