Текст: John Frusciante. Smile From The Streets You Hold. Height Down.

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Fifty four?.

I?ll send flowers
Again for her
Blossom Castle stands as her guest
A gift describing
Described as my rival

Every night you?ll regret
Psycho did you hear
Dirty boys always seek that rollercoaster
Yeah it falls, yeah im happy
I can sure see everything
I don?t wanna fireplace
Filling in the sun

Murderless, helping hands
In a soul removal

Leaders is century now
Kings who gives it to her for me?.

Better I said

La?

Failing light may it find you a wall
It reminds me that you?re not after what you live for
I need you for leaving tomorrow when you?ll be right here