Saturday
Smile Empty Soul Lyrics

Another Saturday night
It's Saturday night again and I'm feeling bored and displeased.

Don't remind me that there's nothing to do
It's obvious there's nothing to do, I don't need you to point it out.

What do we expect from life
What should we realistically be anticipating from our existence?

So what if I'm scared, I don't wanna come out
I may be frightened, but I don't desire to interact with others.

It's like getting busy, getting fracked up at my house
Being alone and messed up entertains me as much as getting busy.

What would you think of me then
If you were in my shoes, how would you perceive me?

Since you're doing the same under your brother's den
Like a bear hibernating in a den, you're probably doing the same thing - nothing.

And there's nothing that I won't do
There's nothing out of bounds for me to try.

Just feel the vibe run through my face
My emotions can be felt pulsating throughout my face.

And there's nothing I have to prove
I'm not under any obligation to show or validate anything to anyone.

Just another Saturday
This is a typical, uneventful Saturday for me.

I'm only pretending to care
I'm giving the illusion of showing concern.

I should listen to you because you're trying to help
Perhaps I should take heed to your advice since you're providing assistance.

Who are you to say what's fair
Why should I take your judgement on what equates to being impartial?

If you're so effing smart, why can't you figure it out
If you possess superior intellect so you claim, if you can't determine this on your own, what good are you?

I'm out of control, it was said in the poll
I feel like I no longer have a handle on myself, as the survey indicated.

I guess it's just because there's nothing else to do
My current disarray could be attributed to the lack of available activities to occupy my time.

So come and arrest me now
Arrest me now, it doesn't matter.

Wanna be like you, so show me how
I aspire to be like you, so enlighten me on how to accomplish that.

Saturday
It's Saturday.

Bored out of my mind
I'm so bored, I can't even think straight.

I need to breathe, I need to fly
I need release and freedom.

I wanna live, I wanna die
I wish to live, but am exhorted to even consider death.

The things I love, I want to fly
Activities or things that bring me joy, I wish to do more of them, unencumbered.

And there's nothing that I won't do
There's nothing that's off-limits, I'm completely free.

Just feel the vibe run through my face
I'm aware of my emotions as they're shown on my face.

And there's nothing I have to prove
I'm under no obligation to provide evidence of anything to anyone.

Anyone would do the same
Anyone in similar circumstances would do the same thing.

Just another Saturday
It's just another typical and mundane Saturday.