The Future

To the end I'll never know

temperatures are rising slow

I came so hard in your mouth

I saw the future, it was dark

I know I'm not afraid

I'm consumed

And another thing

I'm still bruised

So it seems you're not my friend

Anything is better than

I came so hard in your mouth

I saw the future, it was dark

I know I'm not afraid

I'm consumed

And another thing

I'm still bruised

Nobody knows what I bring

Nobody knows