Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song These Days, artist - Cub Sport. Date of issue: 24.10.2020
Song language: English
These Days |
| It’s coming 'round again |
| The slowly creeping hand |
| Of time and its command |
| Soon enough it comes |
| And settles in its place |
| Its shadow in my face |
| Puts pressure in my day |
| This life, well, it’s slipping right through my hands |
| These days turned out nothing like I had planned |
| It’s coming 'round again |
| The slowly creeping hand |
| Of time and its command |
| It settles in its place |
| Its shadow in my face |
| Puts pressure in my day |
| Soon enough it comes |
| Here it is again |
| The slowly creeping hand |
| Of time and its command |
| Soon enough it comes |
| Settles in its place |
| Its shadow in my face |
| Undignified and lame |
| This life, well, it’s slipping right through my hands |
| These days turned out nothing like I had planned |
| Control, well, it’s slipping right through my hands |
| These days turned out nothing like I had planned |
| Ooh |
| It’s coming 'round again |
| Slow, slowly creeping hand |
| This life, well, it’s slipping right through my hand |
| These days turned out nothing like I had planned |
| Control, well, it’s slipping right through my hand |
| These days turned out nothing like I had planned |
| These days turned out nothing like I had planned |