John Frusciante - Untitled # 2 скачать mp3

Shadows been word One win a hand To sell it thru their thick little back let clock, It's a, It's a passage way to drive, walk or run thru, Or the wind and water can carry me. I except what didn't happen just now to just happened To just hear me up, part of the quan skies one. And body betrayls that's design by the shadows Now that forward or up or down climb to top It's the bottom so there is no rush, And you don't get tired, Just knows, when it burn the creeves that's around you Trying to pretend, Burrying it wherever it grooves itself to the rage life That balance, And move like you do cuz you do it for them. I've been followed and i've been so wrong Mistakenly killed for being so thin I can flip inside out The song of trash that can rise in depression, It's closing Love So it grooves I assume that whenever slides in her own ground spending life So you flip each day to the night That holds you soft in position Folding pain tightly so it knows what it means For it silent vowels to be all that bleeds Like you knows the sided Or what it needs to keep trying And it didn't mean to be N I A P My body is light Cuz the way of whatever carring me thru the weak traps around That bleed I've stepped anyway not falling my being my way to be I'll never go empty for fex to have thee Sitting around feels like running and crowds Dangle me from their thighs widely cross where life is here Cuz my love is crying I'll share the way i've lost Cuz i'm a pretend me And i'm real cuz i can hit me softly Bleed Blood i can hear Cuz i'm here now and it's far from me Fall back into the ground Flip dive to it's holes Burring the all thing ?? unimportent As long as i'm giving the things that swirls Like selling dreams to cannabis Telling too to jump free.