Paroles de la chanson Weekends All Year Long par Less Than Jake
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Paroles de la chanson Weekends All Year Long par Less Than Jake
Saturday's been a train wreck state of mind
Like every night
It kind of feels like a weekend all year long
But in disguise
The clock is up and I'm counting on the haze
To get me through
The party never ends when you been up for days
And stay confused
It's been a year stuck in this groove
Another year of standing in these shoes
Living like times all that's left to lose
There's a record on repeat
It's been spinning endlessly
Like every night
It kind of feels like a weekend all year long
But in disguise
The clock is up and I'm counting on the haze
To get me through
The party never ends when you been up for days
And stay confused
It's been a year stuck in this groove
Another year of standing in these shoes
Living like times all that's left to lose
There's a record on repeat
It's been spinning endlessly
With the effects but not the cause
Helps me feel less lost
It's all the mirrors and the smoke
Swallowing me whole
And I never seem to know myself
Or how to keep control
My vices wanna stay and talk all night
Like every day
The voices in my head like to say I'm wrong
To pass the time
I've been wide awake, seems like it's been days
I'm chasing highs
It kind of feels like a weekend all year long
Time after time
I've been cursing right through my teeth
Helps me feel less lost
It's all the mirrors and the smoke
Swallowing me whole
And I never seem to know myself
Or how to keep control
My vices wanna stay and talk all night
Like every day
The voices in my head like to say I'm wrong
To pass the time
I've been wide awake, seems like it's been days
I'm chasing highs
It kind of feels like a weekend all year long
Time after time
I've been cursing right through my teeth
Self-serving my self-defeat
I keep tripping over my own feet
There's a record on repeat
It's been spinning endlessly
With the effects but not the cause
Helps me feel less lost
It's all the mirrors and the smoke
Swallowing me whole
And I never seem to know myself
Or how to keep control
Stuck in this groove
Standing in these shoes
Nothing left to lose
Stuck in this groove
I keep tripping over my own feet
There's a record on repeat
It's been spinning endlessly
With the effects but not the cause
Helps me feel less lost
It's all the mirrors and the smoke
Swallowing me whole
And I never seem to know myself
Or how to keep control
Stuck in this groove
Standing in these shoes
Nothing left to lose
Stuck in this groove
Standing in these shoes
Nothing left to lose
Stuck in this groove
Standing in these shoes
Nothing left to lose
Nothing left to lose
Stuck in this groove
Standing in these shoes
Nothing left to lose
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