Grow with it, own it I should have written it down Or just don't roll with it I guess it's fucked up now
Don't miss it, don't live it But I drag it around a splinter in my mind I Keep on living the grind
Manic Monday, wanna make it go away Tuesday, fascist, I wanna disobey Wednesday like a never-ending stairway Thursday, Friday, everyday a hell day Weekend, pretend, like I'm twenty Relive golden age of plenty Weeks fly by, I'm bleeding time No way out, I live the grind
Hustle Forget your needs Hands up Down on your knees Glorified You think you want it Justified I'll sell you on it We won't back down And let you bury us Underground, we will break free Who can stop this? Nobody
Hustle Forget your needs Hands up Down on your knees Glorified You think you want it Justified I'll sell you on it
When the chaos does recede And a fresh calm falls on the scene I think about all the empty vessels I occupied today
Manic Monday, feels like a rerun Tuesday, too much, never gonna get it done Wednesday, maybe shouldn't have woken up Thursday, Friday, startin' to not give a fuckTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
