Monday ft. S2K

Without you, it feels like Monday

Without you here, my life is not the same

I've been trying to hold on to your image, trying to hold on to your soul

I met you back in February

Everything back then was so scary, yeah

Every minute without you felt so wrong, so wrong

Especially when you were gone

Running faster, laughing louder, kicking back with you again

Pray to God and every time I'd hope that I could touch your skin

But when you had gone to him from me I was no longer involved in your scene