Lyrics:

My alarm clock starts ringing much to my dismay
Go out there and kill em, it's another working day
But I just want to go back to sleep, I really don't wanna go
But I know I'm gonna have to cause I need the money so
My ceiling, it knows what I'm feeling
It knows I don't want to go to work
So it keeps me pinned down
My ceiling, it knows what I'm feeling
Yes, I'm talking about my ceiling
I'm looking up at my ceiling
And it's looking back down at me
It can see what a mess I am and it knows I need the sleep
Now the ceiling's level with the floor
And my blankets are now the floorboards
I can't move a fuckin' inch, I'll be late for work again