Mystery Skulls - The Future

I'm worried 'bout the future, future, and fuckin' with that passion, baby
I'm worried 'bout the future, future, future, future
Ain't got no money for the nice things, I barely got enough for rent
Ain't got no clue 'bout where I'm going, and making dollars, but at least I'm making sense
Don't need no cash, ain't got no soul, don't need no flesh, just want control
Never grope enough, you know it's just the way I do it
I want the gold, ain't no sucker, baby
And when you least expect it, I'll be coming from your room
I'm worried 'bout the future, and fuckin' with the past
Ain't got no time to waste on pussy, you know I gotta keep my head on straight
'Cuz at the rate these times keep changing, I don't really care about second place Mmhm
Don't need no cash, ain't got no soul, don't need no flesh, just want control
Never grope enough, you know it's just the way I do it
I want the gold, ain't no sucker, baby
And when you least expect it, I'll be coming from your room
I'm worried 'bout the future, and fuckin' with the past