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Texty: Goldspot. Friday.

Today is friday, it is my day to do what I want
Mama can tell me that I'm goin nowhere, I'm just a prisoner of my fate
Would you come along, bring me in
Would you come along, bring me in
Bring me in

Today if friday, it is my day to disappear
To kings and queens and make-believe and the demons in my head
Would you come along, bring me in
Would you come along, bring me in
Bring me in

If you were around in my sleep
If you could be found in my sleep
Give me a sign
Give me a sign

Today is friday, it is my day to live a simple life
Put on my make-up, dress up in color
Maybe you might see me down here
Could you come along, bring me in
Would you come along, bring me in
Bring me in

If you were around in my sleep
If you could be found in my sleep
Give me a sign
Give me a sign

Maybe we'll walk into the rain
To ease what's on my mind-
You both hand in hand
And you're living your life over again

Today is friday it is my day to do what I want
Mama can tell me I'm goin nowhere
I'm just a prisoner of my fate
Would you come along, bring me in
Could you come along, bring me in
Bring me in

If you were around in my sleep
If you could be found in my sleep
Give me a sign
Give me a sign

Today is friday, it is my day to live a simple life
Put on my make-up, dress up in color
Maybe you might see me down here
Can you come along, bring me in
Will you come along, bring me in
Bring me in