Тексты песен
Sitting in my living room got
Nothing else to do
Tired of being in bed
On this lazy weekend
Picked up my guitar
And made this stupid song
Of love
Or is it self-romance?
Saturday, chill vibes at best
Saturday, staying home I guess
Laying on the bedroom floor with
All of my regrets
Tired of weekdays at work
Not sure what I'm doing
Picked up my guitar
And made this stupid song
Of love
Or is it self-romance?
Saturday, chill vibes at best
Saturday, staying home I guess
In this leisure there is pain
And misery
In this boredom there is gloom
And agony
I don't know what to do when I
Am home alone
So I just keep on singing
Saturday, chill vibes at best
Saturday, staying home I guess
Saturday, chill vibes at best
Saturday, staying home I guess
Saturday