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!