I need it, yes I need it
Took a break for a year
Depression was the fucking reason
I was shedding a tear
I got so many dusty obstacles upon on my way
I wish I could've erased it like a kamehameha wave uh
So if I ever go and tell you bout my options
I would always be up for not hearing it go try the auction
Eat my cereal with milk
Wake up in the afternoon
Look outside the fucking window
All the plants they get to bloom
Not me tho
I'm hanging in my room
Got my phone stuck to my hand as I'm staring at the ceiling of the roof
On my bed I can't get up
I feel so fucked up as it is
Wanna make something of life before I'm 6 feet in the piss
Driving down the highway
From Friday to Monday
My pockets are hungry
For the fucking money
Driving down the highway, yeah
From Friday to Monday
My pockets are hungry
For the fucking money
All up on my own I got no one to believe In
I swear to fucking god my life's the same from morning to evening
All I ever really asked for was simple
Nothing too much
But when it's in a conversation they all just leave in a rush uh
I just wanna make some music
Chill my life
Have no other fucking obstacle up in my way, no fight
But that shit seems like a dream
I won't get that, still I might
I don't know what I was saying but what about the after life
What about it?
Shit, I don't know
I'm complete
So what about me?
Driving down the highway
From Friday to Monday
My pockets are hungry
For the fucking money
Driving down the highway, yeah
From Friday to Monday
My pockets are hungry
For the fucking money