"Saturday"

Another Saturday night
Don't remind me that there nothing to do
What do we expect from life
So [bad word] play or teach for two
So what if I'm scare, I don't [bad word] out,
It like getting busy, getting [bad word] up at my house
What would you think of me then
Since your doing the same under your brother dent

And there nothing that I won't do
To feel the [bad word] through my veins
And there nothing I have to prove
Just another Saturday

I'm only pretending to care
I should listen to you because your trying to help
Who do you to say what fair
If your so [bad word] smart why can't u figure it out
I'm out of control; it was it said in the poll
I guess it just because there nothing else to do [bad word] and arrest me now
Wanna be like you, so show me how

And there nothing that I won't do
To feel the [bad word] through my veins
And there nothing I have to prove
Just another Saturday

Saturday
Bored out of my mind
I need to breathe
I need to fly
I wanna live
I wanna die
The things I love
I want to fly

Yea

And there nothing that I won't do
To feel the [bad word] through my veins
And there nothing I have to prove
Anyone would do the same

And there nothing that I won't do
To feel the [bad word] through my veins
And there nothing I have to prove
Just another Saturday