I want to be near fresh laundry
It's been too many years of not folding

These days, no one's bothering me 'bout nothing
These days, no one's bothering me 'bout nothing
No
Yeah

I want to attend nice parties
'Round my neck and head, thin jewelry

These days, no one's bothering me 'bout nothing
These days, no one's bothering me 'bout nothing
These days (these days)
These days (these days)

You said you're always on my side
But what if my side has changed too much?
Then tell me, who am I?
You said you're always on my side
But what if my side has lived too long?
Something has to die
Who am I?

No
Yeah

I want to wake up (I want to wake up)
To friends calling (friends calling)
I think I've had enough (think I've had enough)
Of hard mornings (hard mornings)

These days, no one's bothering me 'bout nothing
These days, no one's bothering me 'bout nothing
These days (these days)
These days (these days)

You said you're always on my side
But what if my side has changed too much?
Then tell me, who am I?
You said you're always on my side
But what if my side has lived too long?
Something has to die
Who am I?
Who am I?

I want to be near fresh laundry
Fresh laundry
Fresh laundry

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Writer(s): Alexandra Hughes, James Ghaleb, Oscar Michael Gorres