Lazy

Lights out, eyes closed, day gone, stay home The clock running out, although I should be rushing I can't follow through, time has flew, and I'm doing nothing TV, maybe, feel so lazy I can't motivate from the weight that I'm under I'm so overwhelmed, so just go ahead and take it, it's yours I'm losing the will I had to move I've no longer got a thing to prove Becoming so lazy It's crazy That they see A way me and you can deliver something new I'm losing the hours in the gloom Confined in my bed, it's like a tomb If I do not wake up and shape up I'll break all, the promises that I was making to you Week lost, self-blame, slack off, play games With nothing to show but my procrastinating I sit on my couch and waste time, I should be creating Checked out, cold streak, check-in next week I'm sick of the same little lies to get over I'm tired of the game, so just go ahead and take it, it's yours I'm losing the will I had to move I've no longer got a thing to prove Becoming so lazy It's crazy That they see A way me and you can deliver something new I'm losing the hours in the gloom Confined in my bed, it's like a tomb So help me I'm lazy, I'm lazy, I'm lazy I'm lazy, I'm lazy, I'm lazy I'm lazy, I'm lazy, I'm lazy I'm lazy, I'm lazy, I'm lazy I'm lazy, I'm lazy Losing touch and shutting down until I'm lost It was supposed to be so effortless A brand new challenger, but nonetheless I thought that I was ready, so I told him yes They needed record speed, I acquiesced It was easy for a while Then I let the work compile For another day Then another off-day Then it was a more-often-than-not day I was screwed, underwater I was like a lamb to the slaughter I used to think that I was worthy It's been a long time since "No Mercy" So I'm done Go ahead and take it, it's yours I'm losing the will I had to move I've no longer got a thing to prove Becoming so lazy It's crazy That they see A way me and you can deliver something new I'm losing the hours in the gloom Confined in my bed, it's like a tomb If I do not wake up and shape up I'll break all the promises that I was making to you I'm losing the friends I thought I knew I've no longer got a thing to do Becoming so lazy They blame me 'Cause they see That maybe I'll never deliver something new I'm losing the hours in the gloom Confined in my bed, it's like a tomb If I do not wake up and shape up I'll break all the promises that I made you Lost it all They call me, and I cannot answer the question So I stall, I can't bear to listen Shut them out, I start to doubt I had any promise, so I give up And drift gently to sleep --- Lazy - The Living Tombstone