Snacks

I spent all my day
Online looking at shit
I took a step back
Then I took a hit
Look round the floor
At my clothes
Once my outfit
Look at the sun it shines on me
Now this is it
Now were I belong
Is at home
In bed
So please can you
Get the fuck out my head
Lazying round
It’s a Sunday afternoon
Been in a couple of hours
Since I moved this chair
Then all of my change I smoke
Is not feeling good
Spent all of my money on snacks
Now that is true
Now were I belong
Is at home
In bed
So please can you
Get the fuck out my head
Now all that I was thinking has been said
Wonder if I can spend the time to think ahead
(and now it is)