These Days - Highly Suspect

Something’s going on these days

I don’t belong here anyways

Something feels wrong these days

I hate these days

Woah, I hate these days

It doesn’t even matter anyways

Woah, I hate these days

Hey, 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

Woah, I hate these days

It doesn’t even matter anyways

Woah, I hate these days

Huh, 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

And 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 saying that you wish that I was playing with your butt

I guess you can come over

Woah, I love these days

It doesn’t even matter anyways

Woah, I hate these days

Nothing even matters it doesn’t

Woah, I hate these days

It doesn’t even matter anyways

Woah, I hate these days

Oh, I hate these days