The Longer I Lay Here

You're up with the sunrise
And down when the work's been done
With excellence industry
Dilliegence naturally

I would like to be you
Just for a few habit forming years
Laziness cuts me like fine cutlery

I need a miracle someone to help me help myself

Sweet jesus i need you
Forgive me this sin
Not hookers or heroin gambling or gin
It sounds so ridiculous but i just can't lick this