Wake up in the morning Goof around all day Sit on the couch and stare Stare at the wall, like a nightmare I felt guilty for days like these I thought it was a waste of time Actually, no one seemed to care Only myself really bothered [Chorus] Busy doing nothing Shooting the shit, it ain’t right Busy doing nothing Emptiness, day to night Now I miss those days Relieve my stress, relax my brain Bed to couch, couch to bed A daily routine, it ain’t bad [Chorus Variation] Busy doing nothing Shooting the shit, yeah right Busy doing nothing Fullness, day to night
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