Monday

Okay, oh, just
Oh, should we go now?

Open my door, I step between my clothes
Can't find the floor, it's been like this before
Still washing stains but I know they won't fade
These growing pains, they push me 'til I break

I'm pulling down my eyelids two at a time
I swear it's just my sinuses, I'll be fine
An existential crisis and it's only a Monday
Tell me I'm alive
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

Gotta get the fuck out of L.A. (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Run from the sun before it burns my brain (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
I'll cut the breaks
Hey, I'm still alive (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

No sympathy, don't look at me that way
'Cause physically, well, I'm falling into space
And typically I'd wrap it in a bow
But honestly the cracks they start to show

I'm pulling down my eyelids two at a time
I swear it's just my sinuses, I'll be fine
An existential crisis and it's only a Monday
Tell me I'm alive
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

Gotta get the fuck out of L.A. (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Run from the sun before it burns my brain (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
I'll cut the breaks
Hey, I'm still alive (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)

I'm pulling down my eyelids two at a time
I swear it's just my sinuses, I'll be fine
An existential crisis and it's only a Monday
Tell me I'm alive
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

Gotta get the fuck out of L.A. (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Run from the sun before it burns my brain (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
I'll cut the breaks
Hey, I'm still alive (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)



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Writer(s): Michelle Buzz, Timothy Alan Pagnotta, Lydia Victoria Night
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