I love the weekend.
Every time it comes around,
It feels like forever without it.
Come on everybody, let's do this again,
Until our voices are sore and are eyes get weak.
Give me some peace,
Give me some love, I've been waiting forever long.
Fuckum everybody will do this again,
No matter what goes on in our head.
Will repeat the same mistakes as we did the day before.
We're weak and were sober,
Some days are better,
When were out of control.
We don’t know what's going on,
And we could care less.
We don’t know what's going on with the voices inside of our head.
