Place To Drive Lyrics - John Frusciante

Empty your half and mind 

Wait on, erase time 

There's bound to be too many 

(?Crawl to numb her sucker womb?) 

In chambers calm yourself out first 

They all break out 

And they all break out 

Seem to wish I'd a revolver, 

We move away from God 

There was a place to drive 

There was a place to drive 

All along that day