Ken Mode - Book of Muscle lyrics

I've been spreading myself thin again and Very little is getting The attention it fully deserves There are several causes for this Strain half the time and Half the time I'm doing my best To arrange their conclusion, but How effective can half-mast truly be? How about we brood a little more? Every time my mind wanders I sink a little further Scratch that scab, scratch that scab That I'd so dearly wished would Just become a scar I suppose it's just those figurative bats that Keep swinging at my head It's a long road that's been chasing me While that knife goes into my brain How about we brood a little more? Every time my mind wanders I sink a little further Scratch that scab, scratch that scab That I'd so dearly wished would Just become a scar I suppose it's just those figurative bats that Keep swinging at my head That's preventing my escape 1-2-3-Go! But I'll swing a little harder I'll run a little faster I've got the tools Just need to use them Though I just need to use Though I just need to use It's a long road that's been chasing me While that knife goes into my brain