I'm standing on a platform waiting for a train,
and there's stairs between me and
the way I gotta go.
Which way, I dont know,
but I'll be late.
So I guess I better go nowherebound,
caught 'tween the bars of the interchange.
Oh don't you think it strange
I can hardly stay awake?
If sleep's for the week,
I'm just living for the weekends
Man I think I got it all wrong.
Think I'm sleeping way too long.
My mind stays up all night.
Maybe 8's a bit too much for me.
But I never feel asleep.
And I wake up each day,
naked and confused,
somewhere I'm not supposed to be
Oh don't you ask me
how I wound up here.
If sleep's for the week,
I'm just living for the weekends.
I can't remember anything.
Maybe I should lay off sheep.
If sleep's for the week, I'm just living for today.
If sleep's for the week, oh don't try to wake me.
Sleep's for the week, I'm just living for the weekend.
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