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

Nobody knows when I break

Nobody knows