Hey contemporary
Do you worry like I do?
I find the past doesn't make
As good an escape as it used to So I try to think about the future
What will be
But how can I think about the future
or anything When it's so f**ing now
So f**ing now
So f**ing now
There's no getting around
That it's f**ing now
So f**ing now
It's oh so f**ing now I've tried bombarding my thoughts with positive things
like you do
But I'm immune to the hope
immune to the dreams
I once knew So I start to think about the end of everything
It's easy to think about the end of everything So f**ing now
So f**ing now
So f**ing now
There's no getting around
That it's f**ing now
So f**ing now Hey contemporary
Do you worry like I do?