Fulcrum - Fuck Thursdays

Fuck Thursdays
Fuck all Thursdays
Fuck Thursdays
Fuck all Thursdays

I've trusted in you, I gave my life
You've did nothing to stop this mess
With one incitement you rid of it with no remorse
You have become a Thursday trickster

There is nothingness
There is no time
There is hate
There is no dream
There is love
There is no sleep
There is death
There is no space
There is hangover
There is no remorse
There is blackout
There is no end

Swallow the guts, forget the past
Just fuck the facts and live your life
Swallow the guts, forget the past
Just fuck the facts and live your life
Swallow the guts, forget the past
Just fuck the facts and live your life
Swallow the guts, forget the past
Just fuck the facts and live your life

Written by:
Piotr Dobrzański

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