These Days

My hand to God
I didn't mean to
After all
Look what we've been through
Men come in different shades
That's how we're made

The little house on Ellis Drive
Is where I felt most alive
The oak tree covered that old Ford
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
It's all I see these days
These days

Watch what you say
The devil is listenin'
He's got ears that you
Wouldn't believe
And brother once you go to him
It's your soul you can 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
It's all I see these days
These days

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She's gentle to the touch She's everything head first So happy to be causing trouble Sometimes The pressure gets too much And you think she's going to burst And shatter like a Christmas bauble I'll be there

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Tired

God Damn When will a nigga get a brake I work so damn hard but I never come up I do worse with ever breath I take Sunshine is a luxary Just to see