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The Future Is Now! EP

by The Evictors

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I thought by now that we would have jet packs Instead we’re stuck with crippling debt and heart attacks The future was supposed to hold great things But we’re too busy arguing Forget your flying cars It’s scary how That we’re racing backwards The future’s now I thought by now that we could teleport But this world is a day late and a dollar short I thought that we would have achieved world peace But we’re still fighting endlessly And the maniac that hosted WrestleMania IV Is gonna host the next world war
2.
Clockwork 02:38
You break my heart with precision timing When I start with my incessant whining You shut me down when I come on to you You're wound up, it's what you're made to do And I know that you're feeling it too But you don't know if it's something that you wanna do 'Cause you've been hurt before And you're feeling blue Clockmaker, heartbreaker You shoot me down every hour on the hour, come on Like clockwork, you break my heart You're the timekeeper, I'm a light sleeper I dream about you every minute of the day so come on Like clockwork, I fall apart I hear you ticking and it's got me down too Sweating bullets every time I'm around you Try to keep cool but I'm just not able You strike 12 and I become unstable
3.
The past few years have been pretty rough I spend my days trying to act tough And hope that this feeling goes away I really can't stand the weekends Alone and stuck inside my head But I guess I'm doing okay Alright, I'm never okay I've been sleepwalking through life And when I look into your eyes It makes me never want to close mine again I never thought I’d be this way Shutting down and pushing away This person that you thought you knew I hate that I have failed you I think, I wish, I hope, I pray That I'll be alright, that I'll be okay But nothing can seem to brighten my day Because of my mind, because of the way I hide from things I don’t want to face And now I’m stuck just running in place And life it seems to find a way Of fucking with our plans And I just want this feeling to fucking go away
4.
Well yes I was born a man And yes I was born white And I’m so fucking privileged That I have a perfect life 
Like all my dead end jobs Stocking shelves and mopping floors And how on the good days I get to live indoors And yes cops don’t fuck with me  And I can hail a cab But I’m so sick and tired Of that being all I have 
Because I can’t afford a doctor  And I can’t get social aid And my dreams don’t fucking matter  Cause my dreams don’t get me paid  And you can roll your eyes While I bitch and moan and vent But this whiney, poor-ass white boy He can barely pay his rent  And I’m running out of options And I don’t know what to do  And I know that life is a game of, “Well I hurt more than you!” So keep crowning your pain And I guess that I’ll crown mine  And we all can hate each other  Till the end of fucking time 
Belittling each other Belittling our hurt  And fueling hate and distance  That just makes this so much worse  When will our hearts evolve? It’s been like this from the start And we’re doomed to it forever While we’re all just falling apart All in all is all we are We’re all just falling apart All in all is all we are We’re all just falling apart

5.
Moonrise kingdom come Their will, it won’t be done Meet me in the fields It’s time to feel for real She’s the one for a boy who’s come undone When there’s nowhere left to run You mean everything to me Everything to me The dummy’s in the bed Blue eyes seeing red Pastels fade with youth Bruises on the truth He’s the one for a girl who’s come undone When there’s nowhere left to run You mean everything to me Everything to me
6.
New day, same fucking problems All dressed in sweatpants They're too lazy to change out of Witch piss, they're drunk again Slurring a sadness That hangs over all of us in the end Pointless, helpless, damming nights The cardboard decline of my life I hear the sidewalks calling Like old friends they know my name There’s no place like homeless For misfit hearts that don’t beat the same I hear the concrete calling Like a moth drawn to the flame There’s no place like homeless Misfit hearts don’t beat the same New day, new fucking problems Stab you in the back with Old flaws that you can’t grow out of Fresh wounds, you’re fucked again Lying in a puddle Of your own blood and dereliction Scratching, clawing for dear life The futile struggle to survive

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released May 18, 2018

Written by Greg Andersson & Homeless
Recorded by Greg Andersson

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