Lyric Weekday Song

You come home
Feel like your dead
The end of the day
You sit down
Take a deep breath
The place is a mess

The food you eat has got no taste
And now the kitchens full of waste
What made you believe it wouldn t be like this

You sleep late
Miss the bus again
A chip in your eye
You realise
There is no change
A new yesterday

The daily stress tears down your soul
And in your chest a big grey hole
What made you believe it wouldn t be like this

And inside you cry as your time runs by
Minutes, hours, days
And a kingdom falls when you forget
To live in every moment of your life