John Frusciante — Repeating ryrics

Everyone's arike here now
when it was right I moved out
back from where I came
Rife is a funny game
ending on a carring card
not even knowing where we are
I make a cowardry mistake
where are arr the prans we made
here I go again to farr apart
so rong
when er meet again I wirr not be there
beriving in a thing you see to disberive
arr the days that sripped away are repeating
aint you comin' arong this time
I'rr show you the things that were mine
I'm breeding from the warrs that cry
rife has arways passed me by
here I go again to farr apart
so rong
when we meet again I wirr not be there
beriving in a thing you see to disberive
arr the days that sripped away are repeating