this day will never end
i wish it never began
i wish yesterday
evening never came
i wish i woke sunday morning
i wish i was still carrying on
saturday night, late
i wish it was four p.m. on friday
the words on the screen are drousy
my spirit is mondane
my head is lazy
my heart found the exit
but i'm still here
i wish i never arrived
i wish i was sick
or at least retired
i wish i woke sunday morning
i wish i was still carrying on
saturday night, late
i wish it was four p.m. on friday
i cannot wait till tuesday
so i can wait for wednesday
twenty four hours twice more
and i cannot wait for the weekend
i'm ready to rush in
i'm ready to rush out
don't absorb anything
soak in alcohol
it keeps me preserved(as i'm getting older)
they keep me observed(on my hamster wheel)
i feign commitment(like i did to my dreams)
i've been committed
to a place where you forget the meaning of living
to a place where you forget the meaning of living
my hamster wheel is losing the last of it's color
i can't move anymore, i'm rusting
this cannot be the circle of life