Lazy - The Living Tombstone

Lights out, eyes closed, day gone, stay home

The clock’s 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 from 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 'em 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