Everybody's Saying Thursday's The Weekend

Everybody's saying Thursday's the weekend Casual casualties of smoking and drinking Common courtesy of overthinking You just might find something to believe in Everybody is kickin' and screaming Common casualties of over dreaming Watch you floating on down from the ceiling I think I just found something to believe in Sun scans the yard in the afternoon We miss the days of the echo bloom This is a world that is hard to come by You are hard to come by and I'll Step into the right light, in the dark times Feeling in a cold rush, and a cold sweat I know you're coming by, yeah Better in your arms, always is Better in your arms, always yeah Better in your arms, always is Better in your arms, always Everybody's saying Thursday's the weekend Cold calamities from over speaking See you running fresh out of wisdom You just might learn a thing if you listen Sun scans the yard in the afternoon We miss the days of the echo bloom This is a world that is hard to come by You are hard to come by and I'll Step into the right light, in the dark times Feeling in a cold rush, and a cold sweat I know you're coming by, yes Better in your arms, always is Better in your arms, always yeah Better in your arms, always is Better in your arms, always Better in your arms (right light, in the dark times) Better in your arms (cold rush, in a cold sweat) Better in your arms (right light, in the dark times) Better in your arms (cold rush)