Boring Life

(guitar play) (scream) (Verse 1) Alarm clock rings, it's six AM, Another week begins, here we go again. Monday morning blues, dragging my feet, Stuck in this routine, can't find my beat. (Chorus) Monday to Friday, working all day, Counting the hours, dreaming away. Saturday and Sunday, only sleep, Then it's back to the grind, on repeat. (Verse 2) Meetings and deadlines, it's all a blur, Emails piling up, can't take much more. Coffee keeps me going, just to stay awake, Living for the weekend, for sanity's sake. (Chorus) Monday to Friday, working all day, Counting the hours, dreaming away. Saturday and Sunday, only sleep, Then it's back to the grind, on repeat. (Bridge) Is there more to life than this endless race? Lost in the shuffle, trying to find my place. Dreaming of a break, a change in pace, But here I am, stuck in this space. (Verse 3) The weekend comes, but it goes so fast, Two days of freedom, never seem to last. Sleeping through the days, trying to recharge, But Monday comes around, hitting me hard. (Chorus) Monday to Friday, working all day, Counting the hours, dreaming away. Saturday and Sunday, only sleep, Then it's back to the grind, on repeat. (Outro) One day I'll find a way to break free, Escape this cycle, just wait and see. But until that day, I'll keep moving along, Living for the weekend, singing this song.