i don`t want to hear that din
it`s started again and i am afraid
i don`t want to hear that noise
my dad is a void and speech is a choice
i don`t want to prod that sore
you`re starting to bore be down to my core
i don`t want to hear that thing it`s started
again and i am irate
saturday saturday all alone
i pray for no one`s call
my day my day on my own
i ask for nothing more
i`ve waited all the week for saturday
when no one`s at my door
i waited long and lonely days to find my
hiding from the world
i don`t want to join your throng
you say that you`re strong
but i think you`re wrong
i don`t want to be the same
why do you disdain
when for this i am
all alone again