These Days Songtext
von Highly Suspect

Something′s goin' on these days
I don′t belong here anyways
Something feels wrong these days
I hate these days

Whoa, I hate these days
It doesn't even matter anyways
Whoa, I hate these days
Yeah
I hate these days

Hello, is there a reason why you're still breathing at all?
I don′t feel good
So, I don′t think I'll pick up your call
No, you′re so stupid


Whoa, I hate these days
It doesn't even matter anyways
Whoa, I hate these days
Whoa, I hate these days

What, I don′t wanna hear it 'cause you think I′m just a slut
But I loved you
Trust, I never lied to you
I told you what was up
Now, I can't stand you

Sometimes I need to bust a nut
That doesn't mean I don′t love you
So what
You′re saying that you wish that I was playing with your butt
I guess you can come over

Whoa, I love these days
It doesn't even matter anyways
Whoa, I hate these days
It doesn′t even matter, it doesn't matter
Whoa, I hate these days