PROCESS

You had your head to the desk Tried to cover up the wounds that you've acquired over time Now there's a hole In your chest And you try to stem the bleed Lined paper doesn't do it Now you're stressed Oh you're a mess As the sweat is drippin' down to the carpet floor But I digress Not like the rest And you're raised in a world where people expect the best But the room looks so dull in here Nothing to cover up that white hot fear Don't know when you last saw it clear The lack of sleep is getting all too severe You don't know if it ever stops On a ride but you can't get off It's on fire, ahh ahh You just stand and watch Running on the wheel From the day you took your first step But you've forgotten How to feel in the process You've forgotten How to feel in the process You've forgotten How to feel Read the page Read it again Try your best but it never sinks in And you're pushing so hard But your head's in the gutter Be a big tough guy Be a corporate fucker But the room looks so dull in here Nothing to cover up that white hot fear Don't know when you last saw it clear The lack of sleep is getting all too severe You don't know if it ever stops On a ride but you can't get off It's on fire, ahh ahh You just stand and watch Running on the wheel From the day you take your first step But you've forgotten how to feel in the process You've forgotten how to feel in the process You've forgotten how to feel in the process Oh If you only took a step back Saw it at a distance You might see that it's nothing It seems long But you treat it with persistence You make tools and put up that resistance GO!