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I flipped the skirmish - instead of humour in despair, it's despair in humour, I think...

When days are rough, when days are tough I need to just unwind I’m ready to procrastinate And feed junk to my mind I slip away and settle down And doom scroll for an hour And watch some toddlers falling down And recipe disasters

I waste my time My precious time An hour becomes two or three or four I’m hiding in my bedroom, I won’t answer the door And it’s all so funny I could cry

The house is pretty messy And the laundry’s piling up There’s rotten food inside the fridge I need to wash the cups I sneak away and head to bed And doom scroll for a spell Weiner dogs and llamas Keep me company so well

I waste my time My precious time Two hours become four or five or six I’m hiding under covers getting dopamine hits And it’s all so funny I could cry, cry, cry

And the guilt is thick and makes me wanna yack I’ll get stuff done soon but first you gotta see this kitchen hack So you sit down beside me; show me yours, I’ll show you mine We’re not communicating, just jointly wasting time

I waste my time My precious time Five hours become eight or nine or ten Today becomes tomorrow and I’m back at it again And it’s all so funny I could cry It’s all so funny I could cry It’s so damn funny I could cry.