I woke up on the wrong side of the weekend
and I don't want to begin again
because I'm feeling "defeat"
while the vultures wait patient for the end of the weak
my friends say, "You look like someone I knew
someone who got lost in the blues
and fell behind the beat"
you think that you're dreaming but you're only asleep
who took the life out of alive?
I woke up on the wrong side of a crime . . . .
and I'm sick of feeling like I'm f****** dead
school. work. debt. dread.
every c**-de-sac is another dead end
every morning I wake up looking down
on a day so shallow that I can't even drown
tell me, is this all there is?
and I don't want to begin again
because I'm feeling "defeat"
while the vultures wait patient for the end of the weak
my friends say, "You look like someone I knew
someone who got lost in the blues
and fell behind the beat"
you think that you're dreaming but you're only asleep
who took the life out of alive?
I woke up on the wrong side of a crime . . . .
and I'm sick of feeling like I'm f****** dead
school. work. debt. dread.
every c**-de-sac is another dead end
every morning I wake up looking down
on a day so shallow that I can't even drown
tell me, is this all there is?