Saturday Songtext
von Mavroskeleto

Saturday
Dreamed of the ocean
Smoking in bed and I refuse to go out
This sadness has me tied

Another day
I drink by myself
When did things become so predictable?
I′d drive without hands


Saturday
Slow falls the night
Nothing to offer, devoid of desires
I sit and stare into space

A quiet day
Buried in time
I drag a life unfit to last
That longs to make sense

I'd like to know - is this as good as it gets?
I feel like cursing the sky
I′d like to go into a space of nothingness
Even before comes my time