Saturday

Might just make it worse
There's a hole in your chest
There's a hole in your chest
It's best to leave it alone

Not crawl down your throat
'Til you're in
'Til you're trapped between the bones
(Saturday)

Grief grows on a Saturday
Just leave it for another day
It's all the way through the Saturday

You doubt who you are
And the promise of wealth
Might just make it worse

There's a hole in your chest
There's a hole in your chest
It's best to leave it alone

Not crawl down your throat
'Til you're in
'Til you're trapped between the bones

You doubt who you are
And the promise of wealth
Might just make it worse
Might just make it worse

Talk shit
Get hit

Might just make it worse

Act tough
Get hit



Credits
Writer(s): Kurt-lee Pekeur
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