• By John Frusciante, Everyone speaks at the same time Everyone wonders "Who am I?" It'd
  • By John Frusciante, Learning there's nothing to gain from advice Hey doubt, come on
  • By John Frusciante, Oooo Away, ahh Oooo Away, ahh I can't disguise the things I
  • By John Frusciante, (instrumental)
  • By John Frusciante, No one makes a loop around me No one round here
  • By John Frusciante, We make the music that divides you It's handed down as
  • By John Frusciante, Hit in the face when you open a door Unconsiderate to
  • By John Frusciante, I didn't lose you In those fights i fought I don't owe
  • By John Frusciante, And we will show that wherever you are That is where
  • By John Frusciante, And they're thought to be lies But we saw them, saw
  • By John Frusciante, Do you throw it in the well Wishing you had someone
  • By John Frusciante, I do dream you Allow me to believe you are
  • By John Frusciante, Carried thru the road so far alone Days glue themselves
  • By John Frusciante, You don't throw your life away Going inside You get
  • By John Frusciante, I fail to do what I'm trying I've these walls
  • By John Frusciante, Extra time when you think it's over Live a life
  • By John Frusciante, All around you is to feel and watch you They
  • By John Frusciante, I'm crowded when I'm gone I live here to seep
  • By John Frusciante, I'm representing a face of light I'll take your place,
  • By John Frusciante, I feel that wheels are turning 'round Replay We made
  • By John Frusciante, Someone's waiting to fly with me Someone's saying goodbye everytime
  • By John Frusciante, I can't wait I can't wait for the time to
  • By John Frusciante, Seal your wide shores With no one in between You
  • By John Frusciante, I mean it I wouldn't go out side And walk around They may
  • By John Frusciante, Learning there's nothing to gain from advice Hey doubt, com on
  • By John Frusciante, All around the world We could make time Rompin' and a stompin' 'cause
  • By John Frusciante, I know you're a slave kid And you are my
  • By John Frusciante, Psychic spies from china Try to steal your mind's elation Little girls
  • By John Frusciante, You fall around these lights where You made me come, dear Leave
  • By John Frusciante, Flat on your back Your senses are lost And you're what you
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