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Frusciante John The Will To Death

Everyone speaks at the same time Everyone wonders "Who am I?" It'd be sad to blow through time We never go through the sky We never know when to die

Oooo Away, ahh Oooo Away, ahh I can't disguise the things I do And things i say have a way of hurting you I'm over there These dreams are all i have left

No one makes a loop around me No one round here makes a decision No one makes a loop around me - ahhhhhh ah Everybody's trying to leave Millions left

Hit in the face when you open a door Unconsiderate to yourself You are always out of tune to you Stepping back from where you are Nevers angle is one

And we will show that wherever you are That is where all time starts It's a pleasure to die A pleasure to be gone Into the sky we move on Life is unchanging

Do you throw it in the well? Wishing you had someone to tell What it was that you wished for So it couldn't come true anymore I've thrown so much away

Vertaling: John Frusciante. The Will To Death (Album Version).

me out In these times time runs out It runs out Daydreams run along her Feelings are goners I've been sleeping Once and for all Mirrors are water A symbol of what death

: And we will show that wherever you are That is where all time starts It's a pleasure to die A pleasure to be gone Into the sky we move on Life is unchanging