It's three a.m. And he's at it again Unfulfilled He'll put it off another day Wasting away Exhausted by a question What about the future? When's it going to get here? I'm sick of all this waiting Hand me mine So I can get some f**ing rest And turn off my head The game show contest Never lets up Rerun regret Again and again And again, and again, and again The next day in the course of time is the same The next day in the course of time will not change Procrastinate Procrastination Procrastinate Do you want your big break? It's called a brand new day To say all the things that you want to In a brand new hour The power is left in your hands It's all about commitment And acting on a vision Pull together a plan And watch it expand One step at a time The foundation's down Now to follow through Tomorrow it seems Is up to you