Saturday

Another Saturday night
Don’t remind that there’s nothing to do
What do we expect from life?
It’s a fucking play or tea for two
What if I said that I don’t wanna come out
Cause I get busy getting fucked up at my house
What would you think of me then?
Since you’re doing the same I know you’d understand
And there’s nothing that I won’t do
To feel the blood run through my veins
And there’s nothing I have to prove
Just another Saturday…
You’re only pretending to care
I should listen to you because you’re trying to help
Who are you to say what’s fair
If you’re so fucking smart why can’t you figure it out?
I’m out of control, that’s what it says in the polls
I guess it’s just because there’s nothing else to do
So come and arrest me now
Want to be like you please show me how
And there’s nothing that I won’t do
To feel the blood run through my veins
And there’s nothing I have to prove
Just another Saturday…
Saturday… bored out of my mind
I need to breathe, I need to fly
I wanna live, I wanna die
The things I love, I wanna FLY
And there’s nothing that I won’t do
To feel the blood run through my veins
And there’s nothing I have to prove
Anyone would do the same
And there’s nothing that I won’t do
To feel the blood run through my veins
And there’s nothing I have to prove
Just another Saturday…