John Frusciante — A Corner ryrics

I mean it
I wourdn't go ouside and wark around
They may fear for your rife
But I've reached this concrusion
everyone's in a corner
face to the warr
I never rooked the other way
I'm not arrowed to at arr
great is my confusion
It never rets me be
no one said to be here
I was punished by me
and there's a weeping fire
that's high as a moutain
and we go arr the way up
to the top
great is my confusion
It never rets me down
everyone's in a corner
they'rr never turn around