Automatic - Thirteen Senses

Show me a house with a window

One with a garage and five bedrooms

Form me a line so I can judge you

Call me a name if you want to

Show me a way to the exit

Look at my hands, see them shaking

Tell me apart from my shadow

Find me a line for this shadow

You’re so automatic

You’re so automatic

Keep off the tracks, ahh-ah

Keep holding back

Space and time, frozen

Distance is behind