FUCKING MONDAYS MORE THAN EVER Lyrics

Letra: Daniel Pataa
Música: f___ing Mondays

He needs her tonight
Needs her more than ever,
He needs her tonight,
Coz she makes him feel real
And still, without her,
He would be better,
And he knows it.
He's lost control over body and soul,
He's sad, pathetic & close to the bone,
He's lost control of her body and her soul,
Will she come tonight?
Come and relieve the fever,
He needs her tonight
Needs her more than anyone,
And still, without her,
He would be better,
And he knows it.
He's lost control over body and soul,
He's mad, pathetic, close to the bone,
He's lost control over body and soul,
Falling into madness on his own,
He's lost control over body and soul,
He's mad, pathetic, close to the bone,
He's lost control of her body and her soul,
He's lost control over body and soul,
He's mad, pathetic, close to the bone,
He's lost control over body and soul,
No passion, no reason, no passion, no reason to live.
No reason, no passion, no reason, no passion to love.