Let me ask you something

When you come in on Monday, does anyone ever say to you, "Sounds like someone has a case of the Mondays"?

Shit, no

I believe you'd get your ass kicked saying something like that

Morning light stings my eyes

Waking up is such a waste of time

You fill my pockets with empty promise

Chained to a desk like a slave while you profit

I've been wasting away here for so long (So long)

And all the youthful dreams will slowly fade to grey

Golden handcuffs drain my life away

There's gotta be something out there on the horizon

With a little self-belief, I know we can find it

I can't keep living like a slave to the system

And I'm hoping there's something more

And I can't keep waiting

I can't keep wasting away

There's gotta be something out there on the horizon

With a little self-belief, I know we can find it

I can't keep living like a slave to the system

And I'm hoping there's something

There's gotta be something out there on the horizon

With a little self-belief, I know we can find it

I can't keep living like a slave to the system

And I'm hoping there's something more