The Script

Every morning I start the day With a coffee to go on the run Stressed out heading to the subway Cause of course I'm late like everyone else And when I finally get home I think of hitting the gym But often lazy end up watching TV Then it goes on and on Every day is the same Feel like this script has control over me And it goes like The script goes And it goes like this The script goes Always work 5 days of the week The majority of the day I go and turn myself on repeat Cause of all the expenditure I need to pay for And then the weekends go by They always pass so fast You barely make the count to three Tired of the ways And I long for holidays Is this the way it's supposed to be Cause it goes like The script goes Cause it goes like this The script goes