Saturday Mourning

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Wake up in the morning

April day

Sunny outside

But why does it feel so grey?

Something doesn't feel right

I hit the ground and start to cry.

Why did you have to go? Why did you have to die?

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I am weak

I am tired

I am hurt

It should have been me

My life for yours I would have sacrificed

But it was too late on that Saturday Morning that changed my entire life

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And I rock back and forth, just saying to myself

"It's just a dream, it's just a dream"

Could this be real?

I feel so scared

Sitting there impaired

Can't hear

Can't speak

Can't cry

Can't eat

Numb

(Chorus)

I am weak

I am tired

I am hurt

It should have been me

My life for yours I would have sacrificed

But it was too late on that Saturday Morning that changed my entire life

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Wake up, Sunday morning.

Pale face, dark eyes

No sleep

Reality hits me

I try not to cry

You're gone

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(Chorus)

I am weak

I am tired

I am hurt

It should have been me

My life for yours I would have sacrificed

But it was too late on that Saturday Morning that changed my entire life

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