Friday Night


and i don't wanna spend this Friday night
like i had to spend last friday night
i don't wanna spend this friday night dyin' by the record machine
all day cigarettes
all day entertain the void
there are so many things i should be doin' but i don't and i don't change
all day kerosine
all day play with matchbooks
i pushed them all away or burn them alive in attept to save me
regret would require less arrogance
and i don't wanna spend this Friday night
like i had to spend last friday night
i don't wanna spend this friday night dyin' by the record machine
i lock myself on the folling conditions:
that i'm better than the next guy at everything i'm into and
my looks are important if i'm less sophisticated and my girlfriends a bombshell now i'm all she's ever dated
and money's an object it repays for my ego
power's a drug and pride is the needle and it rips through my skin
goes into my bloodstream oh i feel like laughing, ha! i feel like choking on it
regret would require less arrogance
and i don't wanna spend this Friday night
like i had to spend last friday night
i don't wanna spend this friday night dyin' by the record machine
and i don't wanna spend this Friday night
like i had to spend last friday night
i don't wanna spend this friday night pickin' fights by the record machine







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