Luxury - These Days Lyrics

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These Days

These Days Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For These Days By Luxury?
Lyin awake all night
I just can't seem to sleep these days I hear voices call in my mind But I can't hear what they say Now there is a sorrow That always comes my way But you never really know You never really know Watch out. Someone's gonna get me I know it's never gonna let me That's just the way it tends to be these days I try, it's never gonna let me I wish that it wouldn't come and get me That's just the way it tends to be these days Now there is no simple way To change the things that I have been You cannot just cage a bird And expect it to fly free That always comes my way But you never really know You never really know Watch out. Someone's gonna get me I know it's never gonna let me That's just the way it tends to be these days I try, it's never gonna let me I wish that it wouldn't come and get me That's just the way it tends to be these days Now it's not easy With the things you know To try to please me But you never really know You never really know Watch out. Someone's gonna get me I know it's never gonna let me That's just the way it tends to be these days I try, it's never gonna let me I wish that it wouldn't come and get me That's just the way it tends to be these days These days, these days These days, these days |
Who Wrote These Days By Luxury?
Jeremy Huffelmann, Toby Orme
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What's The Duration Of The These Days By Luxury?The duration of These Days is 3:12 minutes and seconds. |
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