Inactive
I'm waking up in Cheeto dustMy belly's covered with pizza crustI'm using my inhaler now [wheezes]I'm out of shape, fattening upI'm sipping Coke from a Solo cupDonut crumbs are upon my lips, whoa
The TV's on, I really hate this showI can't reach my remote controlWelcome to my new place, to my new placeSorry it's a cramped space, but it's my placeI'm really inactive, I'm so inactiveI'm really inactive, highly inactive
My muscle's gone, I'm atrophiedAlways lose my fight with gravityI rest my bones, and just chillaxMy Nordictrack's collecting dustAnd my Stairmaster's a pile of rustThis is it, the inertia
I can't get up, this couch is part of meI'm growing cobwebs on my kneePretty sad for my age, sad for my ageI could read my rib cage, here is my ageI'm really inactive, yes, quite inactiveI'm really inactive, not very active
Near comatose, no exerciseDon't tag my toe, I'm still aliveI'm giving up, my energy is shot.I'm never moving from this spotNever move from this place, move from this placeI'll stay here in this place, right in this placeI'm really inactive, just so inactiveI'm really inactive, not so attractive