Futures

[Verse] Constantly giving stuff away And leaving fold In light of the shipwreck in my garage Constant beholden to the fray I marvel at them [Chorus] I didn’t notice that I didn’t notice that My enemies are finally real [Verse] Think of the futures that you want That guided you here The crown of a truly decadent year Think of the friends you want to stay And marvel at them [Bridge] Another weekend, oh? Another contract, oh? Another basement, true? [Outro] I didn’t notice that I didn’t notice that I didn’t notice that I didn’t notice that My enemiеs are finally real