These Days

My hand to God

I didn't mean to

After all what we been through

Men come in different shapes

Its how were made



Little house on Ellis Drive

Where I felt most alive

The oak tree covers that old Ford

I miss it Lord

I miss it Lord

These blood red eyes

Don't see so good

But whats worse is if they could

Would I change my ways?

Wasted times and broken dreams

Violent colors, so obscene

Is all I see these days

These days



Watch what you say

The devil is listening

Hes got ears

That you wouldn't believe

And brother

Once you go to him

Its your soul

You can never

Never, never retrieve



These blood red eyes

Don't see so good

But whats worse is if they could

Would I change my ways?

Wasted times and broken dreams

Violent colors, so obscene

Is all I see these days

These days



Days

These days

All I see

These days

See these days

All I see