John Frusciante - The First Season - Sözleri

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 







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