[Verso 1]
All strung out
From all that staring at the future
Some new smile
Passes me and I follow it
Ten years from now
When my memory no longer suits you
Let it disappear
I'll know when because I saw its transit
[Coro]
Future Sick, Ah Ah
Future Sick, Ah Ah
[Verso 2]
Deep blue sleep
Gossips me about the future
Condescending me
With places, people, unfamiliar
If the world bled
I'd sleep well into its suture
Still I dream
I'll wake when things start to get peculiar
Ah Ah, I know how it ends now
There's little you could do