John Frusciante unofficial – Invisible Movement

Ataxia - Automatic WritingDust

Some of the chances we take,
To make the money we make
Manufacturing disease
The creature we can see

I'm pleased it's some other day
And I've got something to say
You don't need love
So get under the rock

No no no no no no no no
No no no no no no no no

Now, I have a mutated brain
It is the form that's been made
You go for broke
With your prog rock show

Don't you know what I mean?
The sick things that I've seen
When you don't fall down
There's a piercing sound

It was the sky where we learned
That we were spying a bird
The clouds all feel
When we don't feel real

It was implied to make a caption
"It's a pain world", is her reaction, yeah
We've answered why it's not been action
We blow the ghosts, is this our fashion, wow

This was the movie we made
And we were shooting to fade
We gather dust when you sit it's a must

And in the end when we shake
It is the function that's fake
We don't feel real
You don't know how it feels

Now, we've given up a lot
And we've gone right past the spot
We're fueled inside
It's the must that we hide

It was implied to make a caption
"It's a pain world", is her reaction
We've answered why it's not been action
We blow the ghosts, is this our fashion, yeah

Now, I have a mutated brain
It is the form that's been made
You go for broke
With your prog rock show, woo

It was implied to make a caption
"It's a pain world", is her reaction
We've answered why it's not been action
We blow the ghosts, is this our fashion

Blow

* An Ataxia song with John on lead vocals.

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