I Pictured It by John Reuben

Sees Everything in Hindsight by John Reuben

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I Pictured It
by John Reuben

Album: Sees Everything in Hindsight

You ever felt somethin' you couldn't explain?
No definition, no name.
Just a feeling.
No definition, no name.

I looked at her, she looked back at me.
Her face looked different, I said,
I looked at her, she looked back at me.
Her face looked different, than I, than I...
I looked at her, she looked back at me.
Her face looked different than I pictured...hold up.
I looked at her, she looked back at me.
Her face looked different than I pictured it.

And then there was me:
Analyzing life more than I was living.
Anything possible good,
I destroyed before the chance was ever given.

See, if I never have anything,
I'll never have to lose anything;
but then again if I never had anything worth losing
I guess I lost everything.

Either way, you could say,
Pain will become a result from both,
So actually I'm giving in to the very thing that I fear the most:
Losing it all,
Everything,
Completely unaware,
That a fear of failure was the one thing that was taking me there.

Fear of life,
Fear of love,
Fear of man,
Failure to relate
How I and God, and His voice to me
Would even begin to translate.

So I wait
To escape
This condition of rationalizing my own destruction.
But I keep on listening to the voices that don't deserve my discussion.

I looked at her, she looked back at me.
Her face looked different than I pictured it.
I looked at her, she looked back at me.
Her face looked different than I pictured it.
I looked at her, she looked back at me.
Her face looked different than I pictured it.
I looked at her, she looked back at me.
Her face looked different than I pictured it.
I looked at her, she looked back at me.
Her face looked different than I pictured it.

You ever felt something you couldn't explain?
No definition, no name.
Just a feeling.
No definition, no name.

Check this out yall-

She's an artist, all right,
Capable of some of the most abstract stuff imaginable,
And it's made personal for me.
You see, she uses my mind as the canvas
To create her manipulated perspectives on life,
So I'm the only one that can even see what I see, ha.

Until the art hits the heart,
And begins to take an outward expression,
Kind of like an involuntary confession of the soul and who's in control.
And how many minds have been painted
By the hands of crafty irrationality,
And have different paintings of reality
Hanging on the walls in a fictional gallery?

I looked at her, she looked back at me.
Her face looked different than I pictured it.
I looked at her, she looked back at me.
All right, I say- I say now, hold up, hold it up.
I looked at her, she looked back at me.
Her face looked different than I pictured it.
I looked at her, she looked back at me.
Her face looked different than I pictured it.

You ever felt something you couldn't explain?
No definition, no name.
Just a feeling.
No definition, no name.
I looked at her, she looked back at me.
I looked at her, she looked back at me.

Actions speak louder than words and I've come to find,
That I've been building on a design that could only be found in my mind.
Blind to the force behind what caused my accuracy to be tainted,
'Cause my mind was smart enough to manipulate itself,
But not smart enough to figure out it was being manipulated.

I looked at her, she looked back at me.
Her face looked different than I pictured it.
I looked at her, she looked back at me.
Her face looked different than I pictured it.
I looked at her, she looked back at me.
Things looked different than I pictured it.
I looked at her, she looked back at me.
Things looked different than I pictured it.

Than someone pictured it,
Than someone pictured it,
Than someone pictured it,
Than someone pictured it,
Than someone pictured it,
Than someone pictured it,
(I looked at her, she looked back at me)
Than someone pictured it!
Than someone pictured it.

You ever felt somethin' you couldn't explain?
No definition, no name.
Just a feeling.
No definition, no name.

You ever felt somethin' you couldn't explain?
No definition, no name.
Just a feeling.
No definition, no name.

There are things I can't explain!
No definition, no name.
Just a feeling.
No definition, no name.

You ever felt something you couldn't explain?!
No definition, no name!
Just a feeling!
No definition! No name!