Weekend

The first part of our weekends starts with me drinking joy The end of them is again me throwing up troubles All your friends want me dead Or at least to quieten my voice Am I a scumbag Or are they just regrettably sober? I can't stand the thought of this broken boy Waking up to the sound of his own "Sorry!" Balance is the key to a quiet life But what if life wants us a bit more savage, yeah! Sometimes I only see the world as a Luna Park The mirror maze is where I'm stuck at… oh yeah! The Ferris Wheel gives me time to look inside myself Vertigo and fun, they never end Just like my mind maintenance Oh, well! My integrity needs to get a shot I crash, I twist and turn I'm on a bumper car Please, another ride then I come down No time for bed My dreams have legs They run, they walk, they crawl The opposite of a chronological order I can't stand the thought of this broken boy Waking up to the sound of his own "Sorry!" Balance is the key to a happy life But what if life wants us a bit more savage Sometimes I only see the world as a Luna Park The mirror maze is where I'm stuck at… oh yeah! The Ferris Wheel gives me time to look inside myself Vertigo and fun, they never end Just like my mind maintenance Oh, well! Oh well, well, well! Just one more ride One more ride Can you stand the thought of this broken boy Asking life to be more savage? Oh! Sometimes I only see the world as a Luna Park The mirror maze is where I'm stuck at… oh yeah! The Ferris Wheel gives me time to look inside myself Vertigo and fun, they never end Just like my mind maintenance