Monotonous Mondays

For a while, I was nothing but empty space
Couldn't move, glued in one place
And the nights turned into day
My head a confusing haze

I'm rolling cigarettes on the highway
The feeling burns in the ashtray
Looming over me like I'm prey
It's always the same Monday

I said, "It's okay", I lied
And now I'm tongue-tied

My head
Whirlwinds
And I'm transported to the sky
Floating way up high
I might die
Tomorrow on that three-hour drive

I can hear Pink Floyd blaring from my phone
Can someone just take me home?
I don't wanna be on my own
On these streets I used to know

I said I'm fine I lied
Couldn't stop if I tried

My head
Whirlwinds
And I'm transported to the sky
Floating way up high
I might die
Tomorrow on that three-hour drive



Credits
Writer(s): Emily Victoria Evans, Harvey Gage X Norton, Hayden Anthony Thomas French, Thomas Cooper Dalton
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