 There's a little pile of ashes
Where my old life used to be
Credit cards and memories
All dumped into the sea
Well this ain't no time for bullshit
As I fly into the sun
Well you can't trust anybody
If you can't trust number one
PRE-CHORUS:
Well the man tells me my future is not so far away
And get ready for tomorrow, I gotta waste my whole today
My inner luck knows better, it's what I wanna hear
Just like a diamond bullet where it's crystal crystal clear
Whoa yeah!
CHORUS:
I can slap a tornado
I can dry up a sea
When I live for the moment
There ain't no fucking me
You'll never find your pleasure
If you worry about your pain
And your precious little details
Are stretching out my brain
Well you spin around and bite your nails
Now let me tell you, son
That you can't trust anybody
If you can't trust number one
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
Now don't you sell me no future
Don't you sell me your love
I ain't vouching your number
You couldn't pay me enough
I ain't buying no future
When the past is so far away
CHORUS
Now don't you sell me no future
Don't you sell me your love
I ain't vouching your number
You couldn't pay me enough
You couldn't pay me enough
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