5 Days a Week

I can't bear to sleep at night
They've taken it away
My thoughts and books
The pawns and rooks
I think they're here to stay

I just cant bear
To see
The endless misery
It just keeps eating me up
Inside and out

I toss and turn
Inside my urn
This cell of pottery
The lid's screwed tight
The lights so bright
It just won't let me be
To spite

My hands, head, feet
Just seem to repeat
This hefty little dance
Which I put on
The soulless song
And cry under the sheet

Its all killing me softly
Anyway...

So please tell me
What you want to see
I'll walk you there
But it just ain't fair
To tell me
Who strokes your hair
Five days a week
I'm tripping balls
In viking halls
I can't see
I just believe
That it happens

I can't bear to sleep at night
They've taken it away
My thoughts and books
Those pawns and rooks
They've nicked it all
To prove I'd fall
And now it's you

So please tell me
What you want to see
I'll walk you there
But it just ain't fair
To tell me
Who strokes your hair
Five days a week



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Galea
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link