Rolling in the deep

 Song of the day;;

→ The Last Royals - Friday Night

Awake, no confidence

Expect, cold sweats again

My earplugs hem me in

As playground voices wear me thin

Alive, I suppose so

My mind, will overflow

With doubts, as the crow flies

'Bout two across and thirteen high

Oh, my baby says she wants to fall in love (Oh)

Oh, I hope that I can deal with what may come (Whoa)

Ah, it's Friday night, I’m feeling like a star (Oh)

Oh, the light of day has never felt so far away, baby

Oh boy, she loves me so

And I want, her to and fro

This means that I am free

My soul, my masculinity

Oh please come closer now

We’ll make a life somehow

Your looks, and my good nature

Don’t even think, just sign the papers

Oh, my baby says she wants to fall in love (Oh)

Oh, I hope that I can deal with what may come (Oh)

Ah, it's Friday night, I’m feeling like a star (Oh)

Oh, the light of day has never felt so far away, baby

She said oh, my baby says she wants to fall in love (Oh)

She said oh, I hope that I can deal with what may come (Oh)

Oh, now why? It's Friday night, I’m feeling like a star

Oh, the light of day has never felt so far away baby

Away, baby

Come on big shot, what you got?

Calling after you if you’re ready or not

Better tidy up yourself, better unlock the lock

Make the ends meet, it's about to drop

You’ve put your foot in your mouth a thousand times

And the possibilities? If you only had a dime

Your only tactic: forget yourself

You can never let her down

‘Cause you know that’d be a crime

Come on big shot, what you got?

Calling after you if you’re ready or not

Better tidy up yourself, better unlock the lock

Make the ends meet, it's about to drop

You’ve put your foot in your mouth a thousand times

And the possibilities? If you only had a dime

Your only tactic: forget yourself

You can never let her down

‘Cause you know that’d be a crime

Come on big shot, what you got?

Calling after you if you’re ready or not

Better tidy up yourself, better unlock the lock

Make the ends meet, it's about to drop

You’ve put your foot in your mouth a thousand times

And the possibilities? If you only had a dime

Your only tactic: forget yourself

You can never let her down

‘Cause you know that’d be a crime