Those Days Songtext
von Michael Cera

In those days, when my hands were tied
And thinkin′ was suicide
Close your eyes, you'd be petrified
So I bought myself a ticket
Back where I belonged in those days
Back where I belonged in those days
See a guy like that walking down the street
You′d nearly leave your skin
He's proud to say he's got his wits about him Take a look at the shape you′re in
All the faith you′ve got left is in your medicine
So open up wide and swallow that pride
And long for a comfort the world won't provide
Adrift on the oceans of doubt in your soul
Consumed by the tide, you′re swallowed up whole
(?) Would've told me so
′Cause I didn't put up much of a fight in those days
I didn′t put up too much of a fight in those days