Future Shit by The Ellevators Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Cyanide
Cross my mind and hope to die
He said she said
Expired tropes best if used by
The suffragettes are spraying tans in minivans
The crystal ball could use a coat of Armor All
And magazine rack horoscopes are sellin’ hopes
To soccer dads still lusting after undergrads
We were gonna change the world
(save the world save the world)
Then we got buried by the world
(by the world by the world)
[Chorus]
Future shit
Future shit
Presently past living for it
Future shit
Future shit
Tomorrow’s sorrow and I’m over it
[Verse 2]
Down with dudes
Don’t need their rings or clever moods
I’ve got you pegged
Still got the bruises on my legs
The suffragettes are ditchin’ tabs and stiffin’ cabs
The crystal ball could use a shot of Demerol
The Magic 8’s and Ouija b’s and little leaves
In tiny cups are spellin’ out hey give it up
We do it all extremely well
(very well very well)
We do it so it hurts like hell
[Chorus]
Future shit
Future shit
Presently past living for it
Future shit
Future shit
Tomorrow’s sorrow and I’m over it
[Verse 3]
Don’t want anyone to die
But I wish they were dead
Told my mom and my dad
Went over one of their heads
Who are you what’s your name
I don’t care anymore
Careful what you’re askin’ for
[Chorus]
Future shit
Future shit
Presently past living for it
Future shit
Future shit
Tomorrow’s sorrow and I’m over it
Future shit
Future shit
Presently past living for it
Future shit
Future shit
Tomorrow’s sorrow and I’m over it
I’m over it
I’m over it
Cyanide
Cross my mind and hope to die
He said she said
Expired tropes best if used by
The suffragettes are spraying tans in minivans
The crystal ball could use a coat of Armor All
And magazine rack horoscopes are sellin’ hopes
To soccer dads still lusting after undergrads
We were gonna change the world
(save the world save the world)
Then we got buried by the world
(by the world by the world)
[Chorus]
Future shit
Future shit
Presently past living for it
Future shit
Future shit
Tomorrow’s sorrow and I’m over it
[Verse 2]
Down with dudes
Don’t need their rings or clever moods
I’ve got you pegged
Still got the bruises on my legs
The suffragettes are ditchin’ tabs and stiffin’ cabs
The crystal ball could use a shot of Demerol
The Magic 8’s and Ouija b’s and little leaves
In tiny cups are spellin’ out hey give it up
We do it all extremely well
(very well very well)
We do it so it hurts like hell
[Chorus]
Future shit
Future shit
Presently past living for it
Future shit
Future shit
Tomorrow’s sorrow and I’m over it
[Verse 3]
Don’t want anyone to die
But I wish they were dead
Told my mom and my dad
Went over one of their heads
Who are you what’s your name
I don’t care anymore
Careful what you’re askin’ for
[Chorus]
Future shit
Future shit
Presently past living for it
Future shit
Future shit
Tomorrow’s sorrow and I’m over it
Future shit
Future shit
Presently past living for it
Future shit
Future shit
Tomorrow’s sorrow and I’m over it
I’m over it
I’m over it