Music: Paul Gala
Rushing through the day Towards the weekend
Feeling like a freak
Between the zombies
Every day's the same
It's killing me It's killing me
All this bird wants is to be set free
Wondering if my captors lost the keys Running but I'm staying in the same place Thinking of ways to make a change
To fly away, away, away
Holiday, holiday
I need a holiday
To get away, get away
From the monotony
I don't want, I don't want
This reality
Come with me, come with me
Run away with me Run away with me
Holiday, holiday
I need a holiday Holiday
To get away, get away
From the monotony No
I don't want, I don't want
This reality
Come with me, come with me Run away with me
So many colours in my heart But all I see is grey
And no one understands
A single thing I say
Why does it have to be so mundane?
One day
I'll be rising like a phoenix
Through the flames
I'm gonna kick all of these rules away To show them who I am
Without these chains
Then nothing, nothing
Will ever be the same Same
The day to day is
driving me insane
Holiday, holiday
I need a holiday Holiday
To get away, get away
From the monotony No
I don't want, I don't want
This reality
Come with me, come with me
Run away with me Run away with me
Holiday, holiday
I need a holiday Holiday
To get away, get away
From the monotony No
I don't want, I don't want
This reality Reality
Come with me, come with me Run away with me