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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
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
Lyrics submitted by oneradchika, edited by PouYong
I Pictured It Lyrics as written by John Reuben Zappin Grant Ellis Harrison
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Capitol CMG Publishing
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people this is a really good track, its really deep. cant believe there have been no comments, well i guess thats how many people listen to john reuben. It seems to me that the guy was manipulated by some girl in the second verse who was really crafty and he ended up developing a feeling he couldnt explain. I think its somewhere after this that he realises she had just been manipulating him.