[Verse]
Alarm scream like a war in brain,
Eyes still shut from the weekend lane.
Dreams of Saturday still in smoke,
Now I’m stuck in this buttoned-up choke.
Pillow warm but the world is cold,
Reality hit like a schedule bold.
Email flood, my soul go mute,
I sip that coffee like battle suit.
[Chorus]
Monday come — too soon, too loud,
Take my joy and hide in cloud.
Body at desk, but I’m not in,
Heart still swimmin’ in weekend grin.
Five more days till I breathe real,
Clock just tick, I fake that feel.
[Verse 2]
Sunday smile got erased in fade,
Now I play this work charade.
Tie my vibe in a boring script,
Motivation lost in a coffee drip.
Slack ping like a mind grenade,
To-do list got no end displayed.
Still I move, still I type,
But my mood stuck in weekend hype.
[Chorus]
Monday come — too soon, too loud,
Take my joy and hide in cloud.
Body at desk, but I’m not in,
Heart still swimmin’ in weekend grin.
Five more days till I breathe real,
Clock just tick, I fake that feel.
[Bridge]
But I grind, yeah I show,
Even slow, I still go.
Dreams don’t pause for no day,
Even Monday gotta pay.
So I spit, so I cope,
With this beat, I find hope.
[Chorus]
Monday come — too soon, too loud,
Take my joy and hide in cloud.
Body at desk, but I’m not in,
Heart still swimmin’ in weekend grin.
Five more days till I breathe real,
Clock just tick, I fake that feel.