Wakes up alone in his living room again

At 4 PM

Another day, another nightmare

Ohhh


Stands up and grabs the phone and calls his friends again

To hang out with him

Having some beers, smoking lot of pot, oh yeah

All day long


He doesn't care about you think of him

His lazyness, stronger in every way

Scratching his balls, then after, his ass

Can't even think one day

He'll realize and will sadly say:

"What a wasted life, how much wasted time"

Have I spent?"


No future, no one by his side, he's on his own

Life's easier that way

No rules to follow, just living day by day

Ohhh


Yet something bothers him, but he just can't explain

Got no idea what it could be…

It's the sound of failure, the echo of his emptiness

Driving him crazy


He doesn't care about you think of him

His lazyness, stronger in every way

Scratching his balls, then after, his ass

Can't even think one day

He'll realize and will sadly (fucking) say:

"What a wasted life, how much wasted time

Have I spent?"