8 Days A Week

I wake up I'm doing nothing I'm always busy doing nothing I should start going to therapy again but Instead I'm doing nothing Black coffee Eight days a week Gin and tonics Eight days a week Scrambled eggs and mixed emotions Scrambled eggs and dark dark notions Just doing the same thing for months Just eating the same food for months Just drinking every single night And it's starting to lose it's touch Can you make it stop cause I've had enough My upper limits are rock bottom And it makes me pretty cross I'm lying down I'm full of lines That are just dying to get crossed Black coffee Eight days a week Bad TV Eight days a week Conference calls and mixed emotions Conference calls can you see my screen? Just stuck in the same place for months Just eating the same food for months Just drinking every single night And it's starting to lose it's touch It isn't sexy or dangerous It's just mediocrity I didn't die up on Everest I died from all of the bedrest