Texty:
Reuben Racecar Is Racecar Backwards

Well This is, for my band The ones who shared the struggle The ones in the picture, I sat on my sofa My friends all went to college I still live

you It's been so long that I have Forgotten what to do Do I pick up the whole bill Or split between the two How will you ever see my scars? Tourette's is

You try my patience I break your outer shell It's inside the sweetness But you hide it so well Hell is for heroes They got another single out

No way I won't go No way I don't show Yeah I told you so Yeah, I said no All this smiling has become so meaningless I refuse to play along Cause

to be I try so hard to be It's in my heart I try my best I try my best And no, I don't sleep I never rest My aching heart Is emptiest When

rest, yeah I don't like it It's very excellent Now that I'm better than you I worked it out myself Song for Saturday The threat of fear is always

precious I'll carve you in bone For all of my efforts I end up alone, yeah Anything you say You will always get your way But tonight, my life is

She kisses me like music I dont pretend i dont like it Her lips are soft and swedish she leaves me gasping for more! Summer bleeds into my skin