The Future Attacks

By David Cook

On The Villain - Single

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[Verse 1]

Mickey Mouse with a gun in his mouth

Glitter and blood like galaxies on the ground

You got your finger on the trigger, and your ear to the ground

The ground

The ground


Pulse racing at the front of the pack

You're breathing heavy like we’re under attack

Keep looking forward 'cause we can't turn back

No we can’t turn back


[Chorus]

Because the future attacks

A million midnights in my mind

And as the dam starts to crack

I'll be the only face you'll find


So come on just a little bit closer

See if your eyes begin to track

It's a matter of fact

There's a bomb in our back

And the future attacks


[Verse 2]

Count the bruises on the red, white, and blue

Wondering what the Hell we're all gonna do

But Uncle Sam's too busy point at you

And you

And you

Watch the fireworks way up in the sky

The president is flying high as a kite

Screaming at the masses that we're all gonna die

And it comes as no surprise


[Chorus]

Because the future attacks

A million midnights in my mind

And as the dam starts to crack

I’ll be the only face you’ll find


So come on just a little bit closer

See if your eyes begin to track

It's a matter of fact

There’s a bomb in our back

And the future attacks


[Bridge]

Yea, the future attacks

A million midnights in my mind

And as the dam starts to crack

I'll be the only face you'll find


[Chorus]

So come on just a little bit closer

See if your eyes begin to track

It's a matter of fact

There’s a bomb in our back

Because the future attacks

A million midnights in my mind

And as the dam starts to crack

I'll be the only face you'll find


So come on just a little bit closer

See if your eyes begin to track

It's a matter of fact

There's a bomb in our back

When the future attacks


[Outro]

Mickey Mouse with a gun in his mouth

Glitter and blood like galaxies on the ground

You got your finger on the trigger, and your ear to the ground

The ground

The ground


Count the bruises on the red, white, and blue

Wondering what the Hell we're all gonna do

But Uncle Sam's too busy point at you

And you

And you