Saturday

(альбом: Anxiety - 2005)

Another Saturday night
Don't remind me that there nothing to do
What do we expect from life
So fucking play or teach for two
So what if I'm scare, I don't wanna come out,
It like getting busy, getting fuck up at my house
What would you think of me then
Since your doing the same under your brother dent

And there nothing that I won't do
To feel the blood run through my veins
And there nothing I have to prove
Just another Saturday

I'm only pretending to care
I should listen to you because your trying to help
Who do you to say what fair
If your so fucking smart why can't u figure it out
I'm out of control; it was it said in the poll
I guess it just because there nothing else to do
So come and arrest me now
Wanna be like you, so show me how

And there nothing that I won't do
To feel the blood run through my veins
And there 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 want to fly

Yea

And there nothing that I won't do
To feel the blood run through my veins
And there nothing I have to prove
Anyone would do the same

And there nothing that I won't do
To feel the blood run through my veins
And there nothing I have to prove
Just another Saturday