Week Off

歌詞

we're having a week off, we're having a rest listen to the way we cough it's for the best the party's over, it's been a long, long night when we get sober you'll see i'm right now we can get on with our lives step to the beat and get back in line dont need to travel dont need to fly like you said 2 more chances to die I'll write a good song just give me more time it's easy hating yourself its hard making it rhyme gonna to sit on top of a hill for a day play guitar, folk my troubles away I'm going to kill the idiot in me chase the bastard down, demand that he leaves all you nice breathing people alone I just want to wake up or sleep and go home I'm scared of the time I sweat at the phone the Fleetwood Mac polyphonic softens the blow at times like these i know that i am the happiest person the luckiest man but since the day I wrote this song I'll just pick up my feet and drag wearily on I'm going to stop soon coz I'm tired, tired and full, full of sorrow, Tired at the thought that if I sleep It only brings a new tomorrow