Coma Beach - Week Song lyrics

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 s**s 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