John Reuben

So here we are in the same old spot Know that something needs to happen But our mouths are locked Tongue tied, closed tight, sewed shut, yup It's on the tip of my tongue It's in the front of my mind But the words were still so hard to find Pushed me

trying too hard - john reuben oh buddy the freaks come out at night till they can no longer afford to socialize ha, i left the party early whats wrong with me? im at the diner down the corner on my fifth cup of coffee pen in hand trying to recreate t

curiosity - john reuben as fast as the world is changing it's hard to find anything amazing take away the mystery find some comfort in the routine we can't control what's behind the scenes old men swap conspiracies anything to keep it interesting i b

Focus - John Reuben It was different back then Anything could happen Ideas as big as your fantasies could imagine Children practicing, thats part of getting older Impatiently waiting for time to move forward Optimistic youngins running on adrenaline