These Were The Days

Dozin' away the nights
Doesn't always seem right
Maybe go to hell and back
To find the things you lack

Drive to the Walmart
Maybe I'll find the answer
I crossed a thousand yards
Didn't know how hard it'd be

Can't find the groceries (and those things ill never see)
I'm lost down the aisle (another day without a smile)
The carts stuck in place (i can't look at my own face)
Guess ill just go home (I guess I'll just go home)

These were the days
We'd just spend inside all day
With no way to defend from
The demons at our doorstep
I'm ready to receive the
Message you got for me

Yeah I'm ready to receive