John Frusciante - The Will To Death

The Mirror

Hit in the face when you open the door
Unconsiderate to yourself you are
Always out of tune to you
Stepping out from where you are
Never’s angle is one for all
Fired by an unknown eye

Then wasn’t always a place for you to cry
Everyone knows becoming’s what you do when you die
The face in the mirror is not me, yeah he-hey

How many times have you been to the back
No one to see, nothing to laugh at
Going everywhere at once

Time does a crawl back to where it doesn’t show
No one means me when they say people don’t grow
The face in the mirror is not me, yeah he-hey
The face in the mirror is not me, yeah he-hey

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