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Week Song Lyrics - Singles - Coma Beach

This is a song 

About a special nice day 

When the week starts to hurt 

And nothing's okay 

When thoughts just explode 

Deep inside your head 

And your only desire 

Is the wish you were dead 

 

It's the Monday song 

And you can't go wrong 

If you take a rope 

And let go all hope 

 

This is a song 

About our second good friend 

Who gets on your nerves 

And you ask, "When will it end?" 

Who makes you feel helpless 

And wholly alone 

While your sweet little brain 

Slowly turns into stone 

 

It's the Tuesday song 

And it won't take long 

'Til your brittle life 

Faces little strife 

 

This is a song 

About the middle of the week 

When boredom grows bigger 

And reaches its peak 

When you've gone too far 

To return to the start 

While your daily routine 

Slowly tears you apart 

 

It's the Wednesday song 

And you must be strong 

As this greedy day 

Eats your strength away 

 

This is a song 

About a thirsty sad day 

Which sucks your vigour 

As if it were a child's play 

Which nails to the cross 

Both your hopes and your fears 

Irrespective of all 

Of your prayers and tears 

 

It's the Thursday song 

Shivering like King Kong 

On the Empire State 

Where they sealed his fate 

 

This is a song 

About a really fried one 

Who promises cure 

Relaxation and fun 

But leaves you behind 

In a quiet cold place 

Where a trace of frustration 

Soon crosses your face 

 

It's the Friday song 

Will you get along 

With your misery 

Branching like a tree? 

 

This is a song 

About the weekend's first part 

Which surely will break 

Your immaculate heart 

And grasp all the pieces 

To throw them away 

While you're staring betrayed 

At this wonderful day 

 

It's the Saturday song 

Seems you'll never belong 

To the winning side 

Learn to lose and hide 

 

This is a song 

About weekend, part two 

A sunny companion's 

Just waiting for you 

So holy and sacred 

He'll shake your belief 

In a world without boredom 

Frustration and grief 

 

It's the Sunday song 

And it won't be long 

'Til it starts again 

With the same old pain