Tytuł: The first season

• Wykonawca: John Frusciante
• Wyświetleń: 344

  
   Let the pretend take over
  And that season be the first
  Shadows we're in become us
  So we set up interspersed
  Between here and away
  Become your space every day
  When it changes up my row
  It slates when time will turn to a room
  Light starts being there
  To talk about all he's feeling for the moon
  To even the lie damn him
  In that halo
  Evil
  Round that halo
  Evil
  It hangs by evil
  You revolve now with my echo
  You rose interwound
  Actually people in the wrong
  Come thru and go on
  Leave my lonely mind a cell
  Keep flowing on a drill
  I keep holding on to myself
  Be humble, take it the slow way
  As I'm aloud
  Even holding on
  My cell of space that holds me