Ruven - Not The Future Lyrics

All of these dreams go sour on the vine
Ooh
Forty-nine minutes to morning and all I want is
One good revolution

This is not the future from my memory
In a parallel world, have I found peace
Ribbons in the breeze blow by to remind me
This is not the future from my memory

Where the bitter fruit grows
Well it hangs so low, I can taste it
I couldn't help myself, oh no
Now I'm wasted

This is not the future from my memory
In a parallel world, have I found peace
Ribbons in the breeze blow by to remind me
This is not the future from my memory

My ism was so opti
Image posi til it caught me
I been wishing for the glossiest of visions, carbon copy
Went from bliss to feeling quasi
Had to eat up all my broccoli
Green and salty

I'll be circling the burbs if I never build the nerve up
To harvest all these turn-ups
I'm guarded for the nervous
Harbor insecurities like a ship on the seas
When the breeze turns to storming
My globe is steady warming but I freeze

This is not the future from my memory
In a parallel world, have I found peace
Ribbons in the breeze blow by to remind me
This is not the future from my memory

This is not the
You cannot jump in a time machine and try to stop it
This is not the

This is not the
You cannot jump in a time machine and try to stop it, no
This is not the