Future Drugs
Lyrics
Always impatient Purpose waning Now is the perfect time Our equity Depreciating Witness of the decline Never let down Keep making noise I say You say Collage It's all one I say You say Everything is dead ♪ This is a pulpit I am a preacher I have nothing to say There is no moral Only contest All of it shades of gray Never let down Excess has cast our die This is where I draw the line It's a portrait of good times With bad fashion in tow But exposure's not influence So shine a light on them Cowards Nothing but cowards
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 01:36
- Key
- 8
- Tempo
- 149 BPM