paroles de chanson Tomorrow - Young Rising Sons

Treat my body like a trashcan, throw it away
Spending money like a madman, expensive mistakes
My double vision is my religion
I'm in love with the fiction and I like it this way

I'll pick up the pieces later when I'm older
I prefer the future with my eyes glazed-over
I'll tell you a lie
I'll mean it this time

I'll get my shit together tomorrow
I'll pay back all the money I borrowed
I just want nice things, smoking my pipe dream
I'll get my shit together tomorrow

I been dancing with the devil, and if she calls my name
Taking one to the temple or drown in champagne
Dress me in plastic, a cardboard casket
Cause I'm just in a vessel at the end of the day

I'll pick up the pieces later when I'm older
I prefer the future with my eyes glazed-over
I'll tell you a lie
I'll mean it this time

I'll get my shit together tomorrow
I'll pay back all the money I borrowed
I just want nice things, smoking my pipe dream
I'll get my shit together tomorrow

Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
I'll get my shit together tomorrow

Forgive the things I've done if tomorrow never comes
But if i see the sun I've gotta run, run run
Cause everybody lies, so don't be so surprised
When you realize that I'm gone

I'll get my shit together tomorrow
I'll pay back all the money I borrowed
I just want nice things, smoking my pipe dream
I'll get my shit together tomorrow

Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
I'll get my shit together tomorrow
I'll get my shit together tomorrow