Ithaca
The Future Says Thank You
Don’t look in the mirror
They’re all broken (Tell me how it feels to want to stay)
I’ve got a theory
That remains unspoken (Tell me how it feels to still hold sway)
I can't stop
I've got a theory, it remains untold
I've got milk in my veins
I speak the language of the gods
Your future self says thank you
It's so hard to play the game
When leaving is so easy
The ending is the same
I can't stop
I put poison in your birthday cake
Far more evil than even I could make
Give me someone nеw that I can hate
Sick of watching myself age
Nothing stays thе same
Nothing stays the same
Nothing stays the same
Nothing stays the same
Every day marks a change
Every first is a last in place
No one will remember your face
I've got a theory, it remains untold
The secret combination is inset in solid gold
The worst reflection isn't what you think you see
You look so pretty staring back at me
I've got a theory, it remains untold
The secret combination is only learned when you get old
It's choking on diamond and vomiting gold
So glad we left so early