Michael Cera
Michael Cera
Michael Cera
Michael Cera
Michael Cera
Michael Cera
Michael Cera
Michael Cera
Michael Cera
Michael Cera
Michael Cera
Michael Cera
Michael Cera
Michael Cera
Michael Cera
Michael Cera
Michael Cera
Michael Cera
Michael Cera
Michael Cera
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
If only someobody 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
Those Days was written by Michael Cera.
Those Days was produced by Michael Cera.
Michael Cera released Those Days on Fri Aug 08 2014.