Thursday Vibes

[Verse]
Thursday creepin’, week almost faded,
Hustle got me dreamin’, mind overstated.
Calendar’s a beast, days stay serrated,
I’m just tryna carve peace, soul saturated.
Coffee in the cup, steam doin' dances,
Bills on the desk, life takin’ chances.
Phone buzzin' twice, missed romances,
Thursday’s a bridge, not where the stance is.
[Chorus]
Thursday, the in-between, the gray haze,
Not the start, not the end, just strange plays.
Step back, let it breathe, slow the phase,
Thursday, my middle child of days.
[Verse 2]
Fifth-floor cubicle, brain feelin’ musical,
Dreamin' of escape routes, future-looking beautiful.
Thursday got a groove, rhythm undisputable,
Friday in the rearview, vibe irrefutable.
Keys tap-tap, emails sound surgical,
Day drags its feet, moves so mercurial.
Lunch break stumbles, burrito too vertical,
I’m a Thursday philosopher, thoughts turn lyrical.
[Chorus]
Thursday, the in-between, the gray haze,
Not the start, not the end, just strange plays.
Step back, let it breathe, slow the phase,
Thursday, my middle child of days.

jazzy with a warm bassline and crisp snares, laid-back, smooth male vocals, boom-bap, rap