Future Songtext
von saturdays at your place

I′m from the future
Don't you recognize me?
With all the fruity flavors, I missed it
With all the superstitions, I faked it
Again
I bet if you asked me
I fuck it up
So it′s better if I just keep my mouth shut
I don't need people to ask much
Anymore


People set their own ways
Of giving up
It's better if you just don′t ask much
I haven′t seen a person in a month
Again
Do I even know me?
I'll make it up
Caught me started on some bullshit from last month
I′m over it
Now I don't ask much
Anymore

Can′t you tell me now?
Now I catch you coming out