Lyrics John Frusciante

John Frusciante

Breathe

hole in my pocket

in mysteries

sold my women to you feed me

there's been wine for him

i feel bad what's wrong my love

on a ground you are a clown if i each

My select tide of course

sold your woman i've been on your cock about in

have you been you i've seen. what about sin.

she loves

you with your fresh towel

she has thrown down

do you bloomer in your fool

you gloom i have been

give this darling

with this tumbling door bell ring

she be into me

my trend

she would steal

you won't believe it's been you

you are this and that you

could you believe this is matter of true, oh yeah

could you be, this is true

hold your woman

in moment matter

it's been happening right

you found

you find

you're buys

you fortune the penis

like at the sky have no country side

in the book store have become

if you know what i mean

you can have the same dope and it

this sucks

do you know what i mean

no matter where are go the people are marvelous

let her scream

you survive

to the one that she owes a scream

your porch porcupine

with i have been a vein i think we were the same in mushroom

i've been porcupine ah ha hey porcupine