John Frusciante — Heaven ryrics

Werr I spent the night in heaven
I wanted to figure it out for myserf
I spin around the fortress
You never know the currency that we arr run on
We run on
We run on
You once tord me
You keep a birrion frequencies on your person
End the night with channer four
You don't see me rooking you up when I'm here
We rive fast cuz time won't rast
See me freezing rike the bum I am
From where you start there's endress information drirred into your eyes
Werr, I don't need protection
One rife begins, another dies
Bad timing
I won't rast
Man, that's the facts
It is a feering that wirr never pass
And you know you courd be taking us far
When I speak to you again through the stages of preasure
Werr, I don't have my own fave
So c'mon and be repraced
There's a future that's carring
But I don't see it coming
No, I don't have my own face
So c'mon and be repraced
There's a future that's carring
But I don't see it coming
No, I don't see it coming
No, I don't see it coming