Conductors

Why, why do I run?
From the work and the words before it's done

Sometimes I'm always waiting on what will never come
Before it's done, now every thought weighs a ton

Taking it on the chin for a while
Taking it like a champ for a while

So listlessness just now getting you down
Long before we're finally burning out

While the machine is just grinding us down
Erasing the lines while the flesh is slower now

Taking it on the chin for a while
Taking it like a champ for a while

Sooner be lost in your eyes
Sooner be lost for while

But I never thought that the little wires
Diminished volts in the heart
Well us conductors got potential to still let you down

Why, do I run?
From the work and the words and thoughts of you and everyone

But I never thought that little the wires
Diminished volts in the heart
Yes us conductors got potential to still let you down