Smile Empty Soul - Saturday
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Anxiety Album
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(rough lyrics, need revisement)
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Another Saturday night,
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Don't remind that there's nothing to do.
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What do we expect from life?
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Some fucking pay or tea for two?
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What if I said that I don't wanna come out
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Cuz I'm too busy getting fucked up at my house?
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What would you think of me then?
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Since you're doing the same, I know you understand.
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(chorus)
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And then there's nothing that I won't do
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To feel the blood run through my veins.
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And there's nothing I have to prove,
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Just another Saturday.
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You're only pretending to care.
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I should listen to you because you're trying to help.
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Wwho are you to say what's fair?
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If you're so fucking smart, why can't you figure it out?
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I'm out of control, sitting at home (????)
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I guess it's just because there's nothing else to do.
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So come and arrest me now,
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Wanna be like you, please show me how.
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(chorus)
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Saturday,
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Bored out of my mind.
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I need to breathe,
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I need to fly.
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I wanna live,
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I wanna die,
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The things I love,
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I wanna fly.
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And then there's nothing that I won't do
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To feel the blood run through my veins.
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And there's nothing I have to prove,
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Anyone would do the same.
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(chorus)
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Saturday
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| Smile Empty Soul |
