It's Tuesday night Go out with friends I want this night To fucking end
'Cause I'm so drunk It's only six PM Show up to the show Music sucks me in
God, I gotta get far from here Step outside to catch some air 'Cause ooh, I am flying My vision is multiplying I start to count my regrets As I head towards the cement
It's Tuesday night Go out with friends I want this night To fucking end
And I'm so drunk It's only six PM Show up to the show Music sucks me in
My sweatshirt is soaked in blood Dust off the dirt and I get back up Why, oh why did I not choose to drive? (My sweatshirt is soaked in blood) (Dust off the dirt and I get back up)
Oh, why did I just choose to fly? (My sweatshirt is soaked in blood) (Dust off the dirt and I get back up) Oh, why did I not choose to drive?
