Friday Night
Paperclips, fingertips, plastic bags and clothing rips
Canisters, bottle up, don't you think you've had enough
I like this, it's alright, it's a way to pass the time
June July August time, every Friday night at mine
Hazy nights, distant crowds, speaker blasting through my house
Wake up drunk, rinse repeat, lose track of the days and weeks
People pass in and out, can't hear through the screams, shouts
Pass out on some cotton sheets
But when your lips touch mine I feel alive
And when you let me go I tell you I'm fine
To protect myself from all of my doubts and fears
But I can't stand the lies hidden in your eyes
I shouldn't care for this, you're neither hit nor miss
I can't tell wrong from right, black blends with white with you dear
It's summer and I'm staying here
Build me up, knock me down, scream at me, don't make a sound
Kick my shins, punch my teeth, argued every night last week
Purgatory in my head, careful everywhere I tread
I don't like your attitude
But when your lips touch mine I feel alive
And when you let me go I tell you I'm fine
To protect myself from all of my doubts and fears
But I can't stand the lies hidden in your eyes
I shouldn't care for this, you're neither hit nor miss
I can't tell wrong from right, black blends with white with you dear
It makes me dream of the nights we had last summer
Nights of endless warmth
Inside our arms
A time where things were easier than now
So tell me when trying got so hard
Drinking most nights, going out a lot
Help me feel those feelings from the start
My body likes these nights but not my heart
Tell me when I stopped liking alcohol
When did my body start feeling cold?
Why am I trying to act bold
When I dream of those nights last summer?
Well it's summer and I'm staying here
It's summer and I'm staying here
It's summer and I'm staying here
Writer/s: Flatlands
