The pinky swears that I make with myself are prone to break And my head starts to ache when I contemplate Beginning is winning I'm sinning Procrastinating I'm the patron saint of "I Don't care" - it never got me anywhere And I think it would be fair if someone came and kicked the chair My resolutions will not stick - I'm a self-consuming tick And I'll lay here and play sick - That ought to do the trick Beginning is winning I'm sinning Procrastinating And I'm not going anywhere And I don't really even care Procrastinating It's a hated pleasure of mine I'm losing track of time Choking my senses - it makes me feel like Still losing track of time Every step - And I'm prepared for every move I make For every step I take I hear a sound when needles collide It slithers through my brain like a lullaby I am not afraid, I'm terrified of knowing I'm alive Beginning is winning I'm sinning Procrastinating And I'm not going anywhere And I don't really even care Procrastinating