the future is calling

my clothes are scattered all over my floor and I can't be bothered to even close my door anymore my ruler is gone and so is my soul it's been taken away left to rot and mould somewhere outta no where

the future is calling the future is calling look

in this little box it's filled with collected shells and rocks it used to be easy to get my kicks but now my life is filled with games and tricks

oh the future is calling the future is calling

look at this puddle you've left me in i'm so wet I can't even fathom a fling you know you never even bought me a plastic ring this love just killed me i didn't even wanna sing

the future is calling the future is calling the future is calling the future is calling

my clothes are scattered all over my floor and I can't be bothered to close my door my ruler is gone and so is my soul it's been taken away left to rot and mould somewhere i don't know where outta no where

the future is calling the future is calling the future is calling the future is calling outta no where i don't know where oh

© 2004 Jessica Bell APRA MEMBER

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