Nhạc sĩ: Alana Haim, Danielle Haim, Rostam Batmanglij, Ariel Rechtshaid, Este Haim
Lời đăng bởi: fenghui.liu
Los Angeles, give me a miracle, I just want out from this I've done my share of helping with your defense But now I can't dismiss, it's killing me Hometown of mine This guy back from the boulevard can't stop crying The guy at the corner shop gave me a line and a smile I know he was trying, but a lie is a lie Oh, these days, these days, I can't win These days, I can't see no visions I'm breaking loose of faith These days, these days, yeah These days, these days, yeah New York is cold I tried the winter there once Clearly the greatest city in the world But it was not my home, I felt more alone These days, these days, I can't win These days, I can't see no visions I'm breaking loose of faith These days, these days, these days, these days I'm thinking about leaving And sometimes I speak down crescent heights I can hardly feel it running every line But I wasn't fazed, cause it wasn't mine Was I just dreaming? And every time I think I might Leave the city for the first time I wake up on the other side Wondering was I just dreaming? Was I just dreaming? Leaving back to my fears in your mind Or was I just dreaming? Or was I just dreaming?