Sweet Procrastination
Sweet procrastination
My eyes on the screen and my fingers on the keyboard ready to write
An obligation
But I wanna go scream at the fricking machine 'cause the page is still white
No concentration
So boring, I'm running out of time, for the deadline
A complication
I count the hours as they're slipping away away away away away
I feel temptation towards procrastination
Everything is funnier than anything you are supposed to get done
When the deadline is near, suddenly it gets clear
What it means to have fun
Nobody can tell me right or wrong, this is my song
I'll let devil in and lead me astray ahey ahey ahey ahey
I feel temptation and im running out of patience oh my heart belongs to the
Sweet sensation that is procrastination
Come on
It's eleven in the evening
But I've only just begun
And I'm already screaming
But I don't have to worry
He knows what I need
He's taking the lead
He's setting me free
Now I'm under his spell
I'll do what he tells
Follow him to hell
Just open your eyes
And you might be surprised
By the real paradise
That you can realize
If you pay the small price
That's your life
I feel temptation and im running out of patience oh my heart belongs to the
Sweet sensation that is procrastination
I feel temptation and im running out of patience oh my heart belongs to the
Sweet sensation that is procrastination
My eyes on the screen and my fingers on the keyboard ready to write
An obligation
But I wanna go scream at the fricking machine 'cause the page is still white
No concentration
So boring, I'm running out of time, for the deadline
A complication
I count the hours as they're slipping away away away away away
I feel temptation towards procrastination
Everything is funnier than anything you are supposed to get done
When the deadline is near, suddenly it gets clear
What it means to have fun
Nobody can tell me right or wrong, this is my song
I'll let devil in and lead me astray ahey ahey ahey ahey
I feel temptation and im running out of patience oh my heart belongs to the
Sweet sensation that is procrastination
Come on
It's eleven in the evening
But I've only just begun
And I'm already screaming
But I don't have to worry
He knows what I need
He's taking the lead
He's setting me free
Now I'm under his spell
I'll do what he tells
Follow him to hell
Just open your eyes
And you might be surprised
By the real paradise
That you can realize
If you pay the small price
That's your life
I feel temptation and im running out of patience oh my heart belongs to the
Sweet sensation that is procrastination
I feel temptation and im running out of patience oh my heart belongs to the
Sweet sensation that is procrastination
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Writer(s): Simon Kristensen
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