The Future

Wake up every morning at a quarter to ten
Like, "Am I dying? Is this real? Oh, right, it's this again"
I'm awoken by my daughter as she jumps in my bed
I'm only kidding, I don't have a kid
I crochet instead

Am I depressed? (Yeah), stressed? (Yeah)
It's anyone's guess
I'll bother getting better when I bother getting dressed
Is it gonna end? (Yeah)
When? (Never)
Alrighty then
It's just another day of hanging with my daughter

And I'm living in the future, uh-huh
I'm living in the future, uh-huh
I'm living in the future, uh-huh
I'm living in the future, uh-huh

Make it to the shower by a quarter to one
This bottle shampoos and conditions, it's a 2-for-1
I draw a little doggy on the fog of the glass
Just like the ones I used to draw back in geometry class

Am I depressed? (Yeah), stressed? (Yeah)
It's anyone's guess
I'll bother getting better when I bother getting dressed
Am I kinda hot? (No), what? (Nothing)
That's what I thought
I bought an app to help me meditate that didn't work

I'm living in the future, uh-huh
I'm living in the future, uh-huh
I'm living in the future, uh-huh
I'm living in the future, uh-huh



Credits
Writer(s): Bo Burnham
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