Ten To Butter Blood Voodoo — John Frusciante

By john frusciante

Exclaimations feel

The fall youre set to conceal

She loves the man you told

Could you see me flying coach

Hey sister its unreal

The way I take the sky in my automobile

Could you show them the ten

Ever hear about heaven scent

Your highs taken to the sky

Yellow and zebras fly

Your skys taken to the flies

Next is found west

Feeling the best

Hela