John Frusciante - Bike скачать mp3

I want, I want, I want searching I'd never been right before I walked right out that door There's a minimum for lurching I will erase my face There is no time or place It's just the way you are seeing I'm a song, I'll arrest myself Healing, healing Life is gold and omitted my home Reeling, reeling Feelings hit the door There's never been more than war Our appetites bind resisting There is more than fate There never is loss you take Only the wind of receiving I want, I want, I want Heaven's whore eating at my sides What's a goal that picks at my soul I never was loved before For who I am, no more The universe can be forgiving There is no more fate than there is no mistakes And mind is a big tape just playing I want, I want, I want There is you by my side And I want you, I need you In the afternoon take a bike and become you, become you