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John Frusciante - Second Walk lyrics
I take a second walk Down the street of fame I've paid it off and paid for it again All these miserable feelings never end But to fall and be down's something I transcend I've been a meal of mine And slid down my throat And all I'm facing is one more way to go Died so many times and then reappeared All death looks like to me is a world that causes fear I'm taking my place In a world with different space No time at all except how you move Be who you are Do what you do Not win or lose |
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