If Monday will determine my future
Then Tuesday we'll determine my past
And Wednesday I'll get back to the present
But Thursday's gonna come by too fast
So on Friday I'll be drowning my sorrow
For Saturday we'll take a deep breath
And Sunday I will make it my last day
For me to worry about this mess
One, Two, Three
Okay, I got it
Won't be living the life I wanna
But like homeless that want a sauna
Or like Hitler wants some ice water
We can't choose
What's been given to us
'Cause what we want and what we get
It isn't our business
Okay, I fought it
Now we're finally making progress
I won't give up or quit I promise
But like voting will never be honest
We can't choose
What's been given to us
'Cause what we want and what we get
It isn't our business
But His or Hers
These semantics are the worst
Bet they don't even use pillows
In clouds above the Earth
When they lay their heads down at night
Sing a pretty lullaby
Fishing poles by their bedside
They dream about their next bite
It must lonely at the top
'Cause I can feel them tying their knot
But with one finger I tell 'em they're not
It must be lonely at the top
Now stop
Go
I'm full of emotion
Won't cause a commotion
When they say no lotion
I know they're not joking
I quit, I stop smoking
I dip without warning
I live for the morning
'Cause night time is storming
And I cannot wait
For the sun to awake
Will the clouds ever break
Will the night turn to day
I've had all I can take
Of this couch and I hate
All this incomplete
All of this laughable pain
I don't mean to complain
But I'm sick this game
Will not play it again
Think it's time for a change
'Cause one time is enough
Expectations are rough
And you can't spill a cup
That's not full, so adjust
Your life to fit that mug
It's not really that tough
You just pour and you chug
'Til the level gets stuck
Right below the 2/5ths
Even right there above
And then thank god
That you have a throat to drink from
Okay I, I got enough in my belly
To last me for just the rest of the night
Okay I, I got enough in my belly
To last me for just the rest of my life
If Monday will determine my future
Then Tuesday we'll determine my past
And Wednesday I'll get back to the present
But Thursday's gonna come by too fast
So on Friday I'll be drowning my sorrow
For Saturday we'll take a deep breath
And on Sunday I will make it my last day
For me to worry about this mess
One, Two, Three
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If Monday will determine my future
Then Tuesday we'll determine my past
And Wednesday I'll get back to the present
But Thursday's gonna come by too fast
So on Friday I'll be drowning my sorrow
For Saturday we'll take a deep breath
And Sunday I will make it my last day
For me to worry about this mess
One, Two, Three
Okay, I got it
Won't be living the life I wanna
But like homeless that want a sauna
Or like Hitler wants some ice water
We can't choose
What's been given to us
'Cause what we want and what we get
It isn't our business
Okay, I fought it
Now we're finally making progress
I won't give up or quit I promise
But like voting will never be honest
We can't choose
What's been given to us
'Cause what we want and what we get
It isn't our business
But His or Hers
These semantics are the worst
Bet they don't even use pillows
In clouds above the Earth
When they lay their heads down at night
Sing a pretty lullaby
Fishing poles by their bedside
They dream about their next bite
It must lonely at the top
'Cause I can feel them tying their knot
But with one finger I tell 'em they're not
It must be lonely at the top
Now stop
Go
I'm full of emotion
Won't cause a commotion
When they say no lotion
I know they're not joking
I quit, I stop smoking
I dip without warning
I live for the morning
'Cause night time is storming
And I cannot wait
For the sun to awake
Will the clouds ever break
Will the night turn to day
I've had all I can take
Of this couch and I hate
All this incomplete
All of this laughable pain
I don't mean to complain
But I'm sick this game
Will not play it again
Think it's time for a change
'Cause one time is enough
Expectations are rough
And you can't spill a cup
That's not full, so adjust
Your life to fit that mug
It's not really that tough
You just pour and you chug
'Til the level gets stuck
Right below the 2/5ths
Even right there above
And then thank god
That you have a throat to drink from
Okay I, I got enough in my belly
To last me for just the rest of the night
Okay I, I got enough in my belly
To last me for just the rest of my life
If Monday will determine my future
Then Tuesday we'll determine my past
And Wednesday I'll get back to the present
But Thursday's gonna come by too fast
So on Friday I'll be drowning my sorrow
For Saturday we'll take a deep breath
And on Sunday I will make it my last day
For me to worry about this mess
One, Two, Three
Then Tuesday we'll determine my past
And Wednesday I'll get back to the present
But Thursday's gonna come by too fast
So on Friday I'll be drowning my sorrow
For Saturday we'll take a deep breath
And Sunday I will make it my last day
For me to worry about this mess
One, Two, Three
Okay, I got it
Won't be living the life I wanna
But like homeless that want a sauna
Or like Hitler wants some ice water
We can't choose
What's been given to us
'Cause what we want and what we get
It isn't our business
Okay, I fought it
Now we're finally making progress
I won't give up or quit I promise
But like voting will never be honest
We can't choose
What's been given to us
'Cause what we want and what we get
It isn't our business
But His or Hers
These semantics are the worst
Bet they don't even use pillows
In clouds above the Earth
When they lay their heads down at night
Sing a pretty lullaby
Fishing poles by their bedside
They dream about their next bite
It must lonely at the top
'Cause I can feel them tying their knot
But with one finger I tell 'em they're not
It must be lonely at the top
Now stop
Go
I'm full of emotion
Won't cause a commotion
When they say no lotion
I know they're not joking
I quit, I stop smoking
I dip without warning
I live for the morning
'Cause night time is storming
And I cannot wait
For the sun to awake
Will the clouds ever break
Will the night turn to day
I've had all I can take
Of this couch and I hate
All this incomplete
All of this laughable pain
I don't mean to complain
But I'm sick this game
Will not play it again
Think it's time for a change
'Cause one time is enough
Expectations are rough
And you can't spill a cup
That's not full, so adjust
Your life to fit that mug
It's not really that tough
You just pour and you chug
'Til the level gets stuck
Right below the 2/5ths
Even right there above
And then thank god
That you have a throat to drink from
Okay I, I got enough in my belly
To last me for just the rest of the night
Okay I, I got enough in my belly
To last me for just the rest of my life
If Monday will determine my future
Then Tuesday we'll determine my past
And Wednesday I'll get back to the present
But Thursday's gonna come by too fast
So on Friday I'll be drowning my sorrow
For Saturday we'll take a deep breath
And on Sunday I will make it my last day
For me to worry about this mess
One, Two, Three
Writer: Tylor Schlink
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