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