Repeating
(John Frusciante)
Everyone’s alike here now
When it was right I moved out
Back from where I came
Life’s a funny game
Ending on a calling card
Not even knowing where we are
I make a cowardly mistake
Where are all the plans we made
Here I go again to fall apart
So long
When we meet again I will not be there
Believing in a thing you see to disbelieve
All the days that slipped away are repeating
Aint you comin’ along this time
I’ll show you the things that were mine
I’m bleeding from the walls that cry
Life has always passed me by
Here I go again to fall apart
So long
When we meet again I will not be there
Believing in a thing you see to disbelieve
All the days that slipped away are repeating
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