Inactive

I'm waking up, in Cheeto dust
 My belly's covered with pizza crust
 I'm using my inhaler now
 I'm out of shape, fattening up
 I'm sipping Coke from a Solo Cup
 Donut crumbs are upon my lips, whoa
 The TV's on, I really hate this show
 I can't reach my remote control
 Welcome to my new place, to my new place
 Sorry it's a cramped space, but it's my place
 Whoa oh, whoa I'm, really inactive, I'm so inactive
 Whoa oh, whoa I'm, really inactive, highly inactive
 My muscle's gone, I'm atrophied
 Always lose my fight with gravity
 I rest my bones, and just chillax, whoa
 My NordicTrack's collecting dust
 And my StairMaster's a pile of rust
 This is it, The Inertia, whoa
 I can't get up, this couch is part of me
 I'm growing cobwebs on my knee
 Pretty sad for my age, sad for my age
 I could break my rib cage, here is my age
 Whoa oh, whoa I'm, really inactive, yes, quite inactive
 Whoa oh, whoa I'm, really inactive, not very active
 Near comatose, no exercise
 Don't tag my toe, I'm still alive
 I'm giving up, my energy is shot
 I'm never moving from this spot
 Never move from this place, move from this place
 I'll stay here in this place, right in this place
 Whoa oh, whoa I'm, really inactive, just so inactive
 Whoa oh, whoa I'm, really inactive, not so attractive