100 Years

I found my place in bed
Three feet beneath your head
I wanted to stay home
And i couldn't think of nothing new

I moved like syrup (slow)
I moved i didn't know
I'd took off from my faith
And i couldn't think of nothing new

Boo hoo boo hoo boo hoo

Waiting waiting
I'd been called down
Waiting waiting
Would i rebound
Waiting waiting

I found my place in bed
Three feet beneath your head
I wanted to stay home
And i couldn't think of nothing new
Boo hoo boo hoo boo hoo