Seven and Seven Is - Love

We put the windows down and our heads out As we're driving towards the denying Work the 9 to 5 can go by quick Take your vitamins read your morning texts Another cup of coffee in a café Another smile on your way to work Another way to deal with the headache Another day you tell yourself I'm okay It's your lucky day this is number seven It's the end of the week welcome to heaven It's your lucky day taking what we're getting oh Friday is six and Saturday is seven Saturday is seven Saturday is seven We blame the storm outside an unmade bed That knocks you down when you try to lift your head Get to a desk each day we're always Living for our wages while we feel so anxious Another cup of coffee in a café Another smile on your way to work Another way to deal with the headache Another day you tell yourself I'm okay It's your lucky day this is number seven It's the end of the week welcome to heaven It's your lucky day taking what we're getting oh Friday is six and Saturday is seven Saturday is seven Saturday is seven Saturday is seven Can't even spare a second for a feeling Quit reaching for your phone it won't relieve you Showing all the signs and the social cues of an Introverted quick excuse from Another hangover Another layover Another year older Oh why can't it all be over? It's your lucky day this is number seven It's the end of the week welcome to heaven It's your lucky day taking what we're getting oh Friday is six and Saturday is seven Saturday is seven Saturday is seven Saturday is seven Friday is six and Saturday is seven Friday is six and Saturday is seven

You are infatuated, with what consumes you Put the victim on the front lines, and left for dead Stop acting like there's no, no other option But to let the waves carry you away Can you hold the water responsible for your wayward behavior? Anymore then it blames you for its gripping currents Erase the proof, erase the proof But your shame will remain Your shame will remain Will remain Your shame will remain Your shame will remain Your mind is the mountain before you Will you always need someone to hold your hand And talk you through the night's shadows It's so much easier to fight this war, when you're the last in line When you're the last in line Can you hold the water Can you hold the water responsible for your wayward behavior? Anymore then it blames you for its, gripping currents What will you become, what will become of you? What will you become, what will become of you? Your mind is the mountain before you You've reached the summit, now transcend the skies You've reached the summit, now transcend the skies