Saturday

Why am I always running late
I don't even know the date
And I can never sleep through the whole night
Never at ease
No my soul's tired
(My soul's tired)

I ain't got time to waste
I'm just trying to get by today
So I'm going to roll and smoke one more
Then tomorrow I'll fall short

I be trying on a Monday
I lose it on a Tuesday
Smoke out on a Wednesday
Thirst on a Thursday
Say fuck it on Friday
Sleep in on Sunday

Back to trying on a Monday
I lose it on a Tuesday
Smoke out on a Wednesday
Thirst on a Thursday
Say fuck it on Friday
Sleep in on Sunday

Never running out of faith, no
Devil wanna see me break though
So my light starts to fight with my demons
So I sleep in on the weekend
Whoa oh
Hardly make it through the week's end
I'm my own weakness

I be trying on a Monday
I lose it on a Tuesday
Smoke out on a Wednesday
Thirst on a Thursday
Say fuck it on Friday
Sleep in on Sunday

Back to trying on a Monday
I lose it on a Tuesday
Smoke out on a Wednesday
I'm thirsty on a Thursday
Say fuck it on Friday
Sleep in on Sunday

So what you gonna do
And who're you gonna be
When it all comes crashing down
The tide's gonna pull you out

I'm wading in the water
They hate us for our fathers
No love for sons or daughters

All the things we do
(when we do what we do)
Still can't get through to you
No love, no love
No love, no love

I be trying on a Monday
I lose it on a Tuesday
Smoke out on a Wednesday
I'm thirsty on a Thursday
Say fuck it on Friday
Sleep in on Sunday

I be trying on a Monday
I lose it on a Tuesday
Smoke out on a Wednesday
I'm thirsty on a Thursday
Say fuck it on Friday
Sleep in on Sunday

'Cause I'm just trying to feel something new
I've been trying to heal some things old
I be praying all the time that I'll be alright
I just hope my feet don't fail me now



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Writer(s): Ryan Robinson
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