Weakend

Get up get out of bed evey day is the same to me. I need to get t through my head that's how it's going to be. If I took time to think about it I'd find it's really not that bad. The obsession with the weekend is starting to make me mad. Get back. The week went by so fast. We're there. The weekend would never last. Time to go back to school for me to be with the same old group. I'm trying to imagine where I'd be there without my friends. Get stoked every time I hear that we've got our self a new show. The weekend's come around again to get up get out and go. I'm never home for the day, but there's no time for me to play. And time it never passes slow, and I hope this weekend never goes away.