Текст песни
A long weekend is what we all seeking
My palms reeking of wrongs I've done for my gods as our bond weakens
I'm not preaching but y'all see that we lost reason
Trying to save our breath till the day we stop breathing
On mental health day we did a campaign
The client fucked us over for not following mandates
Had some bright ideas but I put on a lampshade
How many questions can we ask without a hand raised
I'm a blank slate, In my bed I'm a fallen pancake
And when it's time to login I rise like the land rates
Wait y'all gonna make this man wait
Till he escapes his job from his damn grave
We clutch our fists with wisdom the sands gave
And go from discussing anime to what the bank pays
I miss the friendship
I miss the
Strength to finish my sentence
Memories pleasantry's not gentle
Used to order chicken triple now we wish for lentils
Ugh it's not growing up I know it's tough
To step inside a world that's more than us
Made us board a bus so they could knock on doors of lust
Now all my iron blood knows is rust
I can feel my cogs break my organs lost weight
So many awwws I got my jaws strained
Everyone passing by asking me why the long face
I say with God's grace it's all great
I even forgot the taste of food my mom made
Colorful pictures are all grey
I'm stuck in a limbo where dreams and reality crossfades
The second I fall I'll promise to better my faults
Get upset and I sob or use sarcasm in a weaponized form
Client servicing is a regiment
They'd never understand I need to take my medicine
To get up and move out of my bed and be in my element
They'd never believe five kids who rap call me a veteran
Copywriting off season stop sleeping
And when the client calls
Good luck with your long weekend