Saturday's been a train wreck state of mind like every night it kind of feels like a weekend all year long but in disguise the clock is up and I'm counting on the haze to get me through the party never ends when you been up for days and stay confused It's been a year stuck in this groove another year of standing in these shoes living like times all that's left to lose There's a record on repeat it's been spinning endlessly with the effects but not the cause helps me feel less lost it's all the mirrors and the smoke swallowing me whole and I never seem to know myself or how to keep control