FUCKING MONDAYS
You wake up and started to yawn
have a sight and turn lights on.
Your sneakers are where were yesterday
they don't give a fuck anyway.
In front of the mirror you feel like shit
but you really don't wanna admit
let's wear your favourite fake smile
no mistake, you're on the pile
But when those dark circles are going to black
you know your alarm just wants you to come back
and all of those mondays are always the same
you wake up early, man such a shame
You just life for friday nights
have a walk or go outside
cause' this weekend seem so far
anyway, give him his guitar
Time seems to move so slow
please stubborn boss, let him go
Don't you see his skinny face?
Don't you see he is gettin' pale?
But when those dark circles are going to black
you know your alarm just wants you to come back
and all of those mondays are always the same
you wake up early, man such a shame
You wake up and started to yawn
have a sight and turn lights on.
Your sneakers are where were yesterday
they don't give a fuck anyway.
In front of the mirror you feel like shit
but you really don't wanna admit
let's wear your favourite fake smile
no mistake, you're on the pile
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