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By John Frusciante, No one dared to show for that shower
When nobody turned
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By John Frusciante, 11. blood on my neck
A suit that date spines,
Does fine
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By John Frusciante, The curtains were made for moving
Cause you know sometimes your
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By John Frusciante, By john frusciante
Transcribed by thatyou
I want an ela-bon with you
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By John Frusciante, By john frusciante
Transcribed by thatyou
There's a powdered sun dripping through
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By John Frusciante, My smile is a rifle
Won't you give it a try?
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By John Frusciante, Drive up and down thru water
Live where poor
Big dreams nice
Sighing
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By John Frusciante, ITÂ'S AN INSTRUMENTAL SONG, SO THERE IS NO LYRICS
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By John Frusciante, By john frusciante
Transcribed by thatyou
Exclaimations feel
The fall you're set to
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By John Frusciante, Sold a hole to a disaster
Nail the strong winds tied
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By John Frusciante, Blind your head in catastrophe icicles
No-one's fed in cycles led
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By John Frusciante, Shadows been word
One win a hand
To sell it thru their
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By John Frusciante, A dove is a glove
That I wear in my heart
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By John Frusciante, Speed of light,
You think so?
YEAH!!! COME ON DOWN!!
YOU'RE A
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By John Frusciante, (Instrumental)
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By John Frusciante, Ahhh softer rook, sweet heart noisy waters
P-peach come shaking trance
Long
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By John Frusciante, Your pussys glued to a building on fire
I paint my
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By John Frusciante, (Instrumental)
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By John Frusciante, (Instrumental)
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By John Frusciante, When I try to force it out
Never looking in
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By John Frusciante, This is the time to die
I'm someone on whom to
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By John Frusciante, Your number fakes coming along whitout you
Knowing a shift took
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By John Frusciante, You take me by the hand
A hand's all I
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By John Frusciante, (Instrumental)
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By John Frusciante, To seem you're in me and over me
Relief in all
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By John Frusciante, Omit myself
(Take myself from your eyes)
Omit myself as
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By John Frusciante, i regret my past
my past
i regret my past
to her
i regret
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By John Frusciante, I was afraid to be me
Be anything you want to
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By John Frusciante, I take a second walk
Down the street of fame
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By John Frusciante, A song to play when I'm lonely
Win and never play
