Tardy

What the hell does it all mean? I mean, You're here, tackling kids, holding them to beds Is that psychotherapy? W-whats going on? It's the best we got Feigning tardy by my own devices Fruitless, a harvest Bled dry as you LEFT ME TO HANG Always seem to find more fuel than drive To gather your focus when you've got all the time Or are you gonna let it eat you alive? Some pressures never let As much to overcome as left to comprehend For clarity's sake, I think I can take it No, really, I think I can take it Looking sharp as craned shoulder blades Simple truths bear no less repeating 'Til the temple's tender to the touch Schisms at the synapse, left sicking for as much Always seem to find more fuel than drive To gather your focus when you've got the time Are you gonna, gonna let it eat you alive? Always seem to find more fuel than drive To gather your focus when you've got the time Are you gonna, gonna let it eat you alive? Always seem to find more fuel than drive To gather your focus when you've got the time Are you gonna, gonna let it eat you alive? Always seem to find more fuel than drive To gather your focus when you've got the time (Are you gonna, gonna let it eat you alive?)