A Future Gone Fishing Songtext - Psycore

A Future Gone Fishing - Psycore

Too busy not having a life to live
Slow-motion is silver, silence is gold
We don't need a future until we get old
Inside I'm soft, outside it's cold
We odn't need a future until we get old

Present and past in constant competition
Forming a reluctant, regressive coalition
A mutated ambition in sedated condition
Making "making my mind up" someone else's decision

Why rush tomorrow to bloom and unfold
We don't need a future until we get old
To save me I put my personality on hold
We don't need a future until we get old

Blurred vision, a future gone fishing
I live inside an intermission

Too busy not having a life to have time to live
Yesterday choke tomorrow when calling
All there is, is gravity
And the fear of falling


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