| On Mondays I wake up invisible
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| On Tuesdays I don’t feel quite right
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| In the middle of the week it seems impossible
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| On Thursdays I just pray for night
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| And the weekend comes
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| When everybody’s dancing with their friends in the city
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| Looking pretty
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| Yeah, the weekend comes
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| And I’m alone dreaming I was a little more brave
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| But I guess that’s how it goes, it goes
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| I guess that’s how it goes, it goes
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| I guess that’s how it goes, it goes
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| I guess that’s how it goes, it goes
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| Sometimes
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| Oh
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| Somedays I just pretend I’m evergreen
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| I keep my cards close to my chest
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| But every now and then I’m better than I’ve ever been
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| But it don’t last that long I guess
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| 'Cause the weekend comes
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| When everybody’s dancing with their friends in the city
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| Looking pretty
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| Yeah, the weekend comes
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| And I’m alone dreaming I was a little more brave
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| But I guess that’s how it goes, it goes
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| I guess that’s how it goes, it goes
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| I guess that’s how it goes, it goes
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| I guess that’s how it goes, it goes
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| Sometimes
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| It goes sometimes
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| Maybe one day I’ll be invincible
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| Won’t let my demons bring me down
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| And every now and then I’m gonna feel incredible
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| I’m gonna feel incredible |