Lazy Day

I wake up, I give a look to the ceiling Flat on our backs, yeah, it's a mutual feeling Harder drugs, well, they're no longer appealing I got addicted to the hurt and the healing Hmm, hmm Ah, ah, ah, ah Lazy day, it feels okay to repeat it Slip into something just a little more revealing Harder words, well, they're no longer deceiving I like the search for the weight and the meaning Hmm, hmm Ah, ah, ah, ah Hmm, hmm, hmm Feeling like I should Feeling like I would Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm