Example, Francesca Belmonte, Teddy Mitchell - Today I Met Myself lyrics

I get the petrol don't forget to
Buy a couple of sweets

Sometimes I like to treat myself
If only once a week

Open the door, get in the car
Sit in the driverís seat

Peer into the rearview mirror and
Im staring back at me

When I say me I don't mean
Me as in my own reflection

Hardly slept so I suspect im
Staring at some weird projection
My brain has made to tell
Me alcohol abuse is wrong

Whereupon, I turn around and
Realise somethings going on:

Trust me son, this ain't a con
You have to trust your eyeballs

Know those eyes are fine because they're
Mine so don't be stifled

You're slightly balder now and yes
Your pubes are turnin grey

But, you've travelled back in time cos
There's important shit to say

Don't do that (nope) they'll try to dupe ya

Don't do this (nah) they'll try to shoot ya

Don't do her (grim) she didn't suit ya

Today I met myself and I
Told me bout my future

So im sat in the front and sat in the back
As you do havin a chat

Asking bout the change in rap
And where the musics at

I'm careful not to tell
Myself entirely everything

I've come here just to warn me
As to what the future brings:

Oi, Listen, El
Surely you can see that you're me

I'm you, look at the lips
You really can't ignore me

I know that in that bag
There's ginger beer and curly-wurlys

It's kinda hurly burly but you
Must believe my story

I know you tasted glory, was all hunky dory

Now you're standing on the borderline
Today's the day your sure to find

You don't know where to draw the line
This is the start of your decline

That's why I came back exactly 15
Years before your sordid crime

Don't do that (nope) they'll try to dupe ya

Don't do this (nah) they'll try to shoot ya

Don't do her (grim) she didn't suit ya

Today I met myself and I
Told me bout my future

Freakin out, I been sneakin bout

Feelin edgy bout the fact that
I've seeked me out

Im freakin out, I been sneakin bout

And I've sat inside my car
And started speakin bout

What's yet to come

It seems most of what the future has
To hold for me is decent

But recently my future self was
Caught having a threesome

One of the girls was
Underage with fake identification

The other one was legal
But her father's occupation

Was head of a group of hoodlums
From just south of the Thames

The entire episode was captured
From a hidden lens

They found some substances inside the
Glove box of my car

So I'm front page of the sun
The mirror and the daily star

I'm either goin down for twenty or
Thugs are out to get me

My walls are bout to crumble which is
Why I went and sent me

Back in time, prevent the crime
Avoid Jane and Amy

It seems my future selfís a prick
But really who can blame me

Don't do that (nope) they'll try to dupe ya

Don't do this (nah) they'll try to shoot ya

Don't do her (grim) she didn't suit ya

Today I met myself and I
Told me bout my future