Viernes
Dumbmonei
Friday
Today I'm gonna run
I’ll try to be better every time
My feet are already aching
Something's got me stuck at sixteen
I cry a little less loud
Beer or hot coffee
The clock strikes seven
I think it’s time for my end
No, I’m not okay
I bailed again
I couldn’t hit the vein
Looks like
My stability’s about to fade away
And only ashes will remain
Don’t worry, Mom, no need to cry
Everything’s a mess, but I’m doing fine
Today I'm gonna run
I’ll try to be better every time
My feet are already aching
Something's got me stuck at sixteen
I cry a little less loud
Beer or hot coffee
The clock strikes seven
I think it’s time for my end
It’s Friday, I didn’t want to go out
I just wanted to die
What’s better for me?
I feel lost and without an end
It’s Friday, I didn’t want to go out
I just wanted to die
What’s better for me?
I feel lost and without an end
Today I don’t know
Maybe tomorrow
In the end, I didn’t go because
Well, I got bored, I got bored