Untitled 11 - Lyrics by John Frusciante


Lyrics

Sold a hole to a disaster
Nail the strong winds tied to a door
Know the crimes that stick in thru
Unfastened belts on your heart
And i've never been very smart
But i connect you with your shadow


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