These Days - The Black Keys
My hand to God I didn't mean to After all of what we've been through Men come in different shades It's how we're made The little house on Ellis Drive Is where I felt most alive The oak tree covered that old fort I miss it, Lord I miss it, Lord These blood red eyes Don't see so good But what's worse is if they could Would I change my ways? Wasted times And broken dreams Violent colors so obscene Is all I see these days These days Watch what you say The devil is listening He's got ears that you wouldn't believe And brother once you go to him It's your soul you can never, never, never retrieve These blood red eyes Don't see so good But what's worse is if they could Would I change my ways? Wasted times And broken dreams Violent colors so obscene Is all I see these days These days
Artist: The Black Keys
Title: These Days