Oh, I was starting to spin out
But how does the seasons don't last?
When I'm dreaming of somewhere long, past life, flash
And all of the colors drain fast
Now I'm getting sweet nothings from your ghosts in the room
Get so heavy when I think of you and we're apart
It's when I stop glowing in the dark
On my telephone
I just long to know
What's the future like
Is there time enough?
Ooh, future lover
I'm only drunk, creep your eye
Seen a fair amount of misty-eyed actors
And split screens have always raised my suspicions
Are you listening?
From sweetness from the ghosts in the room
Gets so heavy when I think of you
And lie away, a waste away
It's a waste of trap being insomniac
Buzzing in the back
On my telephone
Future lover
I just want to know
Left to wonder
What's the future like ? (Wipe another)
Is there time enough ? (Left to wonder)
Future lover
I like awake, a waste away
It's a waste of trap being insomniac
Buzzing in the back
(Sweetness from the ghosts in the room, gets so heavy when I think of you)
I like awake, a waste away
It's a waste of trap being insomniac
Buzzing in the back
(Sweetness from the ghosts in the room, gets so heavy when I think of you)
On my telephone
Future Lover
I just long to know (left to wonder)
What's the future like? (wipe another)
Is there time enough?
Sweet nothings from the ghosts in the room
Gets so heavy when I think of you
Sweet nothings from the ghosts in the room
Gets so heavy when I think of you
Sweet nothings from the ghosts in the room
Gets so heavy when I think of you
Sweet nothings from the ghosts in the room
Gets so heavy when I think of you
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