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• Artiste: John Frusciante
• Titre: The Real
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I don't know the real from what I Know I saw I can't remember where I went Where I was I'm gonna move toward a point in time Where where you are is a state of mind And anytime I can read your thoughts Some of them yours and some of them I thought up There's no good reason for a heartbreak Nothing's repeating every Monday It's no good saying you'll always be mine These jokes life's playing it makes me so tired It's already to much to always seen you off The sense that hours go back is enough I like to fade when I write this line There's every reason to paint a decline And every mile I walk is five I'll get where I'm going in the next life And all the while there's a false face This every killing is left untraced This kind of falling saved my son This constant longing for what's gone