cry day

Verse 1:

Too much flexing, gets so vexing, it’s depressing...
Feels like everything I see has got me stressing.
No one's counting all the hours spent in showers...
Puzzled 'bout my future, limited encounters.

Pre-Chorus:

Tick Tock, Tick Tock, Time is up.

Chorus x2:

Sunday is cry day,
Monday, go my way.
If I have a bad week one more time, I might just fly away.

Verse 2:

I might shut myself in a catacomb,
Paralyzed, mummify in a tomb,
‘Cause no amount of words will help me through this stress no. Acting up, I’m so cynical, attitude that’s so usual,
Daily inspiration that won't move you forwards.

Pre-Chorus:

Tick Tock, Tick Tock, Time is up.

Chorus x2:

Sunday is cry day,
Monday, go my way.
If I have a bad week one more time, I might just fly away.

Bridge: x2

(“Uh yea”)
I hate my boss,
Every Monday morning he is on my a**,
Too much on my mind I can't find a cause,
Work has taken over and I need a pause.

Pre-Chorus:

Tick Tock,
Tick Tock,
Your time is up.

Chorus x2:

Sunday is cry day,
Monday, go my way.
If I have a bad week one more time, I might just fly away.