Nothinghead

Another night of self-inflicted boredom
Lying on your bed, nothing in your head
Can you even remember the last time you used your mind

There is always something more to do
You only get one chance at life, its quality is up to you
No one else can choose
There's always something more to try
So how can you forgive yourself when you've atrophied your mind
Stuck in the same old grind

Close your eyes to possibility
Have no time for spontaneity
Change your mind before your apathy drives you blind

If tonight was meant to be your last night
Would you say reflecting back on your life
That the time you spent was worth the price you paid

There is always something more to do
You only get one chance at life, it's quality is up to you
No one else can choose
There's always something more to try
So how can you forgive yourself when you've atrophied your mind
Stuck in the same old grind

Never got anything important to say
Because you're doing the same things every day
A defeatist attitude that you convey
Did you close your mind or just give it away

Use the remote, i'll use my brain
Instead of laying down waiting to be entertained
No passion in life, no driving flame
No excuse for yourself, no right to complain

Close your eyes to possibility
Have no time for spontaneity
Change your mind before your apathy drives you blind