Been waking up at noon
Well that's what happens when you're up 'til 4 and you've got nothing to do
And I'm in no mood to force myself to eat or shower so I'll waste away the hours sitting
Soaking in my privilege and sweat
Controllers on the table try to convince me I'll accomplish something by advancing storylines on screen
And gaining EXP. But there's real heartless ones outside
And I can't find myself a great big shiny key
That I could try to use to seal away the great big darkness lurking in our aunts and uncles
And our parents, and next-door neighbors driving pickup trucks with stickers for the NRA
And Keeping Christ In Christmas
After hours on the couch I'll head back to my room where my computer's always on
So I don't have to wait for it to boot. I'll ignore the mess around me, kneel beside my laundry chair
I'll resign myself from trying if I'm so afraid to fail
Now that I finally have the time
All I seem to do is let it die
Another night scrolled down the drain
I think tomorrow's forecast calls for me to change
Next morning I'll get up on time and I will get to work
Put use to my degree for so much less than it is worth
Try to make something that someone on an off-chance might call art
Yeah it's been a real long while but when's a better time to start?
Think I'll go ahead and start. Maybe tomorrow I can start
Set four alarms across the room, make sure this is a promise I can keep
Got up for every single one and I just went right back to sleep
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Been waking up at noon
Well that's what happens when you're up 'til 4 and you've got nothing to do
And I'm in no mood to force myself to eat or shower so I'll waste away the hours sitting
Soaking in my privilege and sweat
Controllers on the table try to convince me I'll accomplish something by advancing storylines on screen
And gaining EXP. But there's real heartless ones outside
And I can't find myself a great big shiny key
That I could try to use to seal away the great big darkness lurking in our aunts and uncles
And our parents, and next-door neighbors driving pickup trucks with stickers for the NRA
And Keeping Christ In Christmas
After hours on the couch I'll head back to my room where my computer's always on
So I don't have to wait for it to boot. I'll ignore the mess around me, kneel beside my laundry chair
I'll resign myself from trying if I'm so afraid to fail
Now that I finally have the time
All I seem to do is let it die
Another night scrolled down the drain
I think tomorrow's forecast calls for me to change
Next morning I'll get up on time and I will get to work
Put use to my degree for so much less than it is worth
Try to make something that someone on an off-chance might call art
Yeah it's been a real long while but when's a better time to start?
Think I'll go ahead and start. Maybe tomorrow I can start
Set four alarms across the room, make sure this is a promise I can keep
Got up for every single one and I just went right back to sleep
Well that's what happens when you're up 'til 4 and you've got nothing to do
And I'm in no mood to force myself to eat or shower so I'll waste away the hours sitting
Soaking in my privilege and sweat
Controllers on the table try to convince me I'll accomplish something by advancing storylines on screen
And gaining EXP. But there's real heartless ones outside
And I can't find myself a great big shiny key
That I could try to use to seal away the great big darkness lurking in our aunts and uncles
And our parents, and next-door neighbors driving pickup trucks with stickers for the NRA
And Keeping Christ In Christmas
After hours on the couch I'll head back to my room where my computer's always on
So I don't have to wait for it to boot. I'll ignore the mess around me, kneel beside my laundry chair
I'll resign myself from trying if I'm so afraid to fail
Now that I finally have the time
All I seem to do is let it die
Another night scrolled down the drain
I think tomorrow's forecast calls for me to change
Next morning I'll get up on time and I will get to work
Put use to my degree for so much less than it is worth
Try to make something that someone on an off-chance might call art
Yeah it's been a real long while but when's a better time to start?
Think I'll go ahead and start. Maybe tomorrow I can start
Set four alarms across the room, make sure this is a promise I can keep
Got up for every single one and I just went right back to sleep
Writer: Nicholas Groepler
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