Couch - Pony

I’m constantly wasting my days

Trying to teach my body new tricks

But they never seem to stick

And I can feel myself getting sick

I feel guilty for all the sleep I get

But I never feel rested

My sister says she’s proud of me

But I can hear her lying through her teeth

My Christmas card, every year it reads

«We'll always have a couch for you to sleep on»

«We'll always have a couch for you to sleep on»

I’m losing sleep

Having dreams about tomorrow

What will happen if I don’t grow into what you thought?

Just don’t be mean

Every year I’m getting smarter

Keep my head above the water, you still try to pull me down

My sister says she’s proud of me

But I can hear her lying through her teeth

My Christmas card, every year it reads

«We'll always have a couch for you to sleep on»

«We'll always have a couch for you to sleep on»

«We'll always have a couch for you to sleep on»

«We'll always have a couch for you to sleep on»