It's nights like these
With nothing prepared
Just a few close friends,
And some time to spare.
Talk some shit
We've talked before
The same old stories
But I don't get bored
Theres been a week of work
You faced four separate tests
Small talk with strangers
Gotta get it off your chest
it's just like grooming
It's just Like we're of apes
Connections found in the mundane
Analysing mistakes
We'll play a bit of music
Start trying to impress
Have you heard this cool new shit?
But Ego is all that's expressed
Found comfort in the familiar
Dropping the facade
Luxuriating in nostalgia
When memories were still made
Open up a seventh beer
Only one working day remains
Work is gonna hurt tomorrow
But so does bearing all the stain
Of a life of repition