me, and you'd understand Dear future, come get me I'm ready now for anything These lonely walls surrounding me The past has taught me everything Dear future
, ohhh, ohh you're my future love Ohohohoh, I want your fu-fu-fu-fu future love I want your fu-fu-fu-fu future love, Would you be my fu-fu-fu-fu future
it ain't the other It's my own color Tryin' to work me Tryin' to hurt me Ain't no L O V E Please tell me why, dear homie Dear Homie, gang bangin' ain
pen and paper Write you a letter cause you are appreciated I'm dreaming to be great While working on my mistakes You promise that's change I'm doing the same thing Dear
You could have a great career And you should, yes, you should Only one thing stops you dear You're too good, way too good If you want a future, darlin
Ouija are you with me? Mo murda, mo murda, mo murda me now. Dear Mr. Ouija, I want to know my future, will I die of murda, of bloody murda? Come come
murda, mo murda, mo murda me now) Dear Mr. Ouija Could you please tell me my future? Will I die of murder Will I die of bloody murder? Come, come again Dear
Ouija are you with me? Mo murda, mo murda, mo murda me now. Dear Mr. Ouija, Would you please tell me my future, will I die of murda, of bloody murda
cry, I guess It's hard to scream, to motherfuckers when you scream inside I see my future and it's coming in in plain view I blame myself, but mommy dear
that I'm Just wasting precious time In thinking such a thing could be That you could ever care for me I'm sure you hate to hear That I adore you, dear
Christmas future is far away Christmas past is past Christmas present is here today Bringing joy that will last Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Magic grand vizier! My dear, my dear I'll write at once to the Wizard Tell him of you in advance With a talent like yours, dear There is a defin-ish
There are times I swear I know you're here When I forget about my fears, feelin' you my dear Watchin' over me my hope sees What the future will bring
Your story's sad to tell, A teenage ne'er-do-well Most mixed-up non-delinquent on the block Your future's so unclear now, What's left of your career
to say a word For me to realize And I said, I can see it in your eyes They're the windows to your soul I see dreams come alive And future plans unfold
say it once "Padriac, my prince, I have all but died From the sheer weight of my shame You cried but no one came And the water filled your tiny lungs Appear, my dear
Dear darlin', your mom, my friend left a message On my machine she was frantic saying you were talking crazy That you wanted to do away with yourself
future And you want to come visit me in California I would be open to spending time with you And finding out how old you were when you wrote your first song Dear
