Reegs These Days lyrics

These Days by Reegs

These Days lyrics

These days of strong obsession 
Own a home and scrape through life 
Work hard, job satisfaction? 
Come home and kiss the wife 

In debt? You�re a part of England 
And you feel as though your running out of time 
Worldwide, looking for solutions 
Everybody needs a fruitful life 
Weekend and the car needs cleaning 
You�ve got to do as the Jones�s do 
Brainwashed, propaganda T.V. 
Your own reflection looking back at you 

This fever, This fever 
Synthetic lives 
Fall deeper, much deeper 
And believe its alright 
This fever, This fever 
We�re running out of time 
Still no clearer? 

Who will heal the pain? 
And who will feel the pain? 
Where�s the shame? 
Oh where�s the shame? 

Everybody talked that way