Usually Just A T-shirt: Untitled #2 Lyrics - Niandra Lades And Usually Just A T-shirt - John Frusciante

Shadows been word 

One win a hand 

To sell it thru their thick little back let clock, 

It's a, 

It's a passage way to drive, walk or run thru, 

Or the wind and water can carry me. 

I except what didn't happen just now to just happened 

To just hear me up, part of the quan skies one. 

And body betrayls that's design by the shadows 

Now that forward or up or down climb to top 

It's the bottom so there is no rush, 

And you don't get tired, 

Just knows, when it burn the creeves that's around you 

Trying to pretend, 

Burrying it wherever it grooves itself to the rage life 

That balance, 

And move like you do 'cause you do it for them. 

I've been followed and i've been so wrong 

Mistakenly killed for being so thin 

I can flip inside out 

The song of trash that can rise in depression, 

It's closing 

Love 

So it grooves 

I assume that whenever slides in her own ground spending life 

So you flip each day to the night 

That holds you soft in position 

Folding pain tightly so it knows what it means 

For it silent vowels to be all that bleeds 

Like you knows the sided 

Or what it needs to keep trying 

And it didn't mean to be N I A P 

My body is light 

'cause the way of whatever carring me thru the weak traps around 

That bleed 

I've stepped anyway not falling my being my way to be 

I'll never go empty for fex to have thee 

Sitting around feels like running and crowds 

Dangle me from their thighs widely cross where life is here 

'cause my love is crying 

I'll share the way i've lost 

'cause i'm a pretend me 

And i'm real 'cause i can hit me softly 

Bleed 

Blood i can hear 

'cause i'm here now and it's far from me 

Fall back into the ground 

Flip dive to it's holes 

Burring the all thing ?? unimportent 

As long as i'm giving the things that swirls 

Like selling dreams to cannabis 

Telling too to jump free.