| John Frusciante – Untitled #2 Lyrics | 6 months ago |
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This transcription is really bad, here's my attempt: Shadows [you rue?] one way ahead To sour through their fake [...] black cloth It's a passageway to drive, walk, or run through Or the wind and water can carry you I expect what didn't happen just now to have just happened It lifted me up, [part of the ?] skies wine Embody the trail that's designed by the shadow of never Forward, or up or down, climb The top is the bottom, so there's no rush And you don't get tired Just nows, when if you burn the [...] that's around you [...] pretend Staring at whatever [grooves] itself to the rays of light that balance And move like you do 'cause you do it for them I've been falling around so long, mistakenly killed for being so thin I could flipped inside out: The song of trash that can rise in the fresh new [Food] is clothing, love, so it grooves I assume that whenever slides and roams around, spending life So you flip each day to the night That holds yourself in position Folding pain tightly so it knows what it means For it silent [vowes] to be all that bleeds Like me it knows the sides Or what it needs to keep trying And it didn't mean to be, N. I. A. P. My body's light Cause the weight of whatevers carried me through the weak traps around That [...] I've stepped any way, not falling, [like?] being on my way to be I'll never go empty, [...] thanks To... F. P.? Sitting around feels like running And clouds dangle me from their thighs, widening across where life is here 'Cause my love is crying I'll share [the way] I've lost 'cause I'm a pretend me And I'm real 'cause I can hit me softly And bleed Blood, I can hear 'cause I'm here now and it's far from me Fall back into the ground Flip-dive through its holes There in the whole thing Landing is unimportant As long as I'm giving the thing that swirls Like selling dreams to cannabis Telling two to jump three |
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