Dashboard Confessional - The Motions Lyrics

From small pins to fiery burns,These are the signals of my dying nervesSinged by the heat of your lines and curvesInto a fire that could scorch the earthI'm going through the motionsI'm going through the motionsI'm going through 'emBut I can't remember how to feelIf this is chemical,Oh if this is chemical,Oh if this is chemicalOh if this is chemicalThen I am not afraid to be bound to the impulses of scienceIf 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 impulsesFrom small shocks to surgin' boltsThese are the signals of my spinal postSent down the wires through their lines and foldsInto a riot on my frontal lobeI'm going through the motionsI'm going through the motionsI'm going through the motionsI'm going through 'emBut I can't remember how to feelSince I ran my hands over youNothing else will ever do nowTo cool me downIf this is chemical,Oh if this is chemical,Oh if this is chemicalOh if this is chemicalThen I am not afraid to be bound to the impulses of scienceIf this is chemical,Oh if this is chemical,Oh if this is chemical,Oh if this is chemicalThen I am not ashamed to be owned by the impulsesSince I ran my hands over youNothing else will ever doSince I ran my hands over youNothing else will ever doSince I ran my hands over youNothing else will ever do nowTo cool me down.If this is chemical,Oh if this is chemical,Oh if this is chemicalOh if this is chemicalThen I am not afraid to be bound to the impulses of scienceIf this is chemical,Oh if this is chemical,Oh if this is chemical,Oh if this is chemicalThen I am not ashamed to be owned by the impulses of scienceIf this is chemicalIf this is chemicalIf this is chemicalIf this is chemicalI can't remember how to feelIf 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