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GRREATEST SONG LYRIC's EVER Volume 2. John Frusciante - The First Season Let the pretend take over And that season be the first Shadows we're in become us So we set up interspersed Between here and away Become your space every day When it changes up my row It slates when time will turn to a room Light starts being there To talk about all he's feeling for the moon To even the lie damn him In that halo Evil Round that halo Evil It hangs by evil You revolve now with my echo You rose inter wound Actually people in the wrong Come thru and go on Leave my lonely mind a cell Keep flowing on a drill I keep holding on to myself Be humble, take it the slow way As I'm aloud Even holding on My cell of space that holds me "In that halo Evil Round that halo Evil It hangs by evil" amazing... |
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