Lletres: John Frusciante. Beginning Again.

I know you're a slave kid
And you are my slut
Bleeding fingers glide.
You'll be on both ends
I'm me again.

Days can be erased
invisibilities traced
one day you face
the days you never saw
rush ahead.

I know all the race kid
I fumble through the mazes
I fold the pages
Wherever I.
wanna begin again.


no
now
it swears to be full
no
now
were still her fall
no
now
we'll still be full
no
now
we'll still be full