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Kings of the Weekend



Can you read my thoughts
I'm not sure what I said
I feel dumb and long night coming

Did you steal my prayers
I don't know where I was
I feel numb and all or nothing
It's Friday night let's lose our minds
In a downward spiral
Here we go
Because we got no control

Friday nights always save my life
From the worst of times we ever had
Thank God for punk rock bands

Until Monday morning strikes again
We are the kings of the weekend

I can feel my head falling off my neck
I need something to keep going
So just take my hand only second's left
The clock's running our time's coming

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