Slick
Sugar Lyrics

I was crazy to think crazy to chase
I was foolish to even attempt to pursue this quickly moving automobile

Chasing this automobile
Trying to catch up to this speeding vehicle

I tend to think were you ready to race
Was the thought of racing and competing coursing through your mind as well?

Racing this automobile
Speeding along and competing with others while driving this automobile

It's a machine it's the one in my dreams
This vehicle is the object of my desire and obsession

It's taking me out of control it slips
I cannot maintain control of this automobile, it keeps slipping out of my grasp

Through my hands on the wheel
Despite my gripping the wheel tightly, the automobile keeps slipping from my control

Don't you know how it feels
Have you ever been in this position, struggling to maintain control of a fast-moving vehicle?

When you're driving your dreams
The feeling of achieving your long-held aspirations through driving this automobile

Through a pole
Crashing the automobile through a pole due to a loss of control

I hate your face I hate the wall
I am overcome with frustration and ennui, hating both you and the wall in front of me

I'm sick of staring at the wall
I have grown extremely weary of staring at the same wall all day long

I hate the mirror with alcohol
I despise the use of alcohol soaked rags to clean the mirror, and all that it symbolizes

There is no wall
The wall has been reduced to rubble after the fatal car crash

All I remember is the sound
My memory of the car crash is reduced down to the piercing sound of the tires screeching

Of squealing tires
The sound that will haunt me until the end of days, the screech of the tires as the car collides with another vehicle

The road disappeared only to be
As I lost consciousness, the road vanished and was instead overtaken by chaos

Replaced by the sound of twisted steel
The silence from the crash gave way to the sound of the metal frame of the wrecked car contorting

The collision was swift
The impact happened fast, too quick to react to

And the next thing I knew
The last thing I recall is the sound of the crash

Was that I might be dead
Upon regaining consciousness, I realize there is a chance that I have already passed away

All my life passed before my eyes
I experienced a wave of flashbacks to my entire life in the moment of seemingly impending death

When I opened my eyes
After coming to, I regained consciousness and looked up

I was looking at you
The first thing that caught my eye was the person who was sent to care for me after the accident

They sent you here to take care of me
The reason for your presence is to look after me while I am in rehabilitation following the accident

I don't know your name
Despite all the time that has passed, I still have not learned your name

I can't hear your voice
Though you have spoken to me many times before, I have lost my hearing due to the accident

I can't speak
The accident has also robbed me of my ability to speak

And all I do is wait for you to feed me
I am entirely reliant on you for care and sustenance, and I must passively wait for your assistance

They said the road was slick
They explained that the road was treacherous and covered with ice

I said I've been feeling sick
I had a notion that something was off and did not feel well

My head went through the mirror
As a result of the crash, my head was propelled forward and went through the rear view mirror

Why did they send you here
I am unsure why you were the one sent to look after me after the accident

I want to get up and shake you loose
I desire to free myself from your care and go about my life independently

I want to be free of these machines
I am fed up with the endless medical devices and machines that are a constant presence in my life

I want to be released from this dream
My reality since the accident has been a living nightmare, and I pray to be freed from it

I want to be another machine
I want to escape the confines of my physical reality and become something inanimate, a machine that does not feel pain or sorrow