You fear of what you cannot hide
You fear of what may come to life
You stand with your binoculars
Starring through your plastic window
Definitely Lazy
The process became painless
And you fear of how you see yourself
But what he says is valuable
And you’re just there to supply his wealth
Definitely Lazy
The process became painless
You pull from an empty well
I see right into your window
Every morning and every evening
I see you across the alley and I avoid you
It’s ludicrous for you to make a fist and cuss at all you ever wanted
Open up and swallow down the road to hell is paved with good intentions
You fear your possibilities
Procrastination comes at ease
The more you wait the more it hurts
Like a rusty bike under the rain
And hills to only break your courage
Is this what you came here for?
…You won’t be washing toilet bowls 20 years from now…
You fear of what you cannot hide
You fear of what may come to life
But what he says is valuable and he will let you know you should give up