John Frusciante Cut Myself Out/Leave All The Days

From The Sounds Inside

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You fold around these nights where
You made me come, dear
Leave all the days behind that made you run.
I sure forget the days that you told me to
I was such a waste when I cut myself out

Now the fall is over baby
You’ll ascend but at a rate you’ll find is slow

And all these times afraid to walk the route
That you have to take, there is no other way
It’s forced if i revolve you, though you want me to
I’ll decorate these heights, I’ll make it fit right
Somehow we wait from old to young
Now the word is small
All the way over

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