Lyrics:

Once A Week I Spit It Out
monday I Receive
once A Week Without A Doubt
monday Hard To Believe

once A Week I Give It Up
monday Never Shows
once A Week I Lift It Up
monday Down It Goes

struggle Between Your Word My Deed
to The Latter I Always Concede
a Two Legged Chair I Choose To Build
on Bread Alone I Choose To Feed

well Then Why Even With All This Bread
do I Buckle From The Pain
it's Just Sad Cause I Know What
i Need Has Nothing To Do With Grain
still I Try, But Nothing My Hands Make
can Ever Fill This Hole
it's Just Sad, Cause Getting What
i Need Is So Rarely My Goal

one Day I'm Stability
the Next Thing That I Know
i'm Relearning Humility
while Chasing Every Stone And
i Start To Throw In All Directions
then I See Your Hand
scribbling Down Convictions
hassles In The Sand

well Then Why Even With All This Bread
do I Buckle From The Pain
it's Just Sad Cause I Know What
i Need Has Nothing To Do With Grain
still I Try, But Nothing My Hands Make
can Ever Fill This Hole
it's Just Sad, Cause Getting What
i Need Is So Rarely My Goal

struggle Between Your Word My Deed
to The Latter I Always Concede
a Two Legged Chair I Choose To Build
on Bread Alone I Choose To Feed