Its six in the morning
Hear your moaning
Seems like a sunny day
My head is Storming
And you are raining
Drowning slowly
While the suns rising
I had you gone before me
A little tired though
But I aint lazy for you girl
Meet me with a cup coffee its time to go
Off to the real world
Cuz off that bed times gon go real slow
Filled with sorrow
Unfilled dreams and the hands you borrowed
Roads you haven’t step on filled with burrow
Kinda scared the problems like scarecrows
Forgetting your purpose lost in the cornfield
But shit
I wish it was that simple
Back to days where the problems were pimples
Not the overdue bills that I have to pay for
Shit living so hollow I wanna pop bubble
But its Monday to Sunday
This rundevue
Of realness
The feel is to pay your dues
Its Monday to Sunday
Switch a view
Its Monday to Sunday
The same as you
Same old Same soul
Same flow Same song on the radio
Saying hello to my dreams once more
Before I let it all go
To work for the food on the table
Like that clock in
Lights out clock out
Aint the normal 9 to 5 its dark out
But back to same bed he woke from
She had a red secret matching red thong
For a second
He forgot about his uniform
Hes back home
Back to the sweet nights before the next morn
She touched his neck held his back
Kissed him on his cheek bones than on his fore head
Until the sun rises
Repeating the process
A job with no rest
No protests
Monday to Sunday this rundevue
It’s a slow progress
But its Monday to Sunday
This rundevue
Of realness
The feel is to pay your dues
Its Monday to Sunday
Switch a view
Its Monday to Sunday
The same as you
Monday to Sunday Wheres my holiday
Wheres my break But I guess
People wait
People slave
For the better days for the better pays
And me and you are living the same way
Doesn’t matter what you do
Keep your heads up
Know that
These minor things aint nearly enough
When the times get rough greed is a buff
And all kindness becomes a bluff
Try to rid the cuffs on my hands
But I can’t
You understand
It’s the world I need withstand
Shes there for me though
A plan to get richer so
This life won’t a rope
I want to let go
Back to the bed again
Start with the bed again
It’s a slow process
A couple steps left in the game
The last stretch to the home run till the next morning came
But its Monday to Sunday
This rundevue
Of realness
The feel is to pay your dues
Its Monday to Sunday
Switch a view
It's Monday to Sunday
Fuck this rule
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Repeating the process?