Breathe

Lyrics
Part 1 Hole in my pocket (Get mysterious) Soul in my wallet, you save me from me (They will tell you why- Perhaps, see it's not so bad, what's wrong my love?) On the ground you are a clown if I'm here (Meister Eckhart, of course you can, cause I find this more interesting) Sold your new wallet, it's been all you've talked about (Have you seen, I'm seeing it, that's about seen) Hey, you with your fresh towel (She has thrown, she has thrown down) You think you're cool but really you're a fool (The rings I've seen where the tumbling doorbell a ring) (She'd began telling m The tra-...the tragedy) 'Cause I'll be me, you ain't even you (I'll be stronger than you) Could you breathe through the cement in a pool? (Strong enough to breathe this pool) Oh yeah (Oh, man) Oh yeah (Your mother's mother) Oh... (Would spend half her life in an insane asylum) You'll find you're blind, like the sky has no conscious mind (But actually within us, second-hand bookstore in San Francisco) If you know what I mean (We used to have the same goals, to be fished hooks) Do you know what I mean, what I mean? (No matter where I go, the feeling's morose) Here you'll find your porch porcupine (Let us drink to the wonders of us freaks) I breathe, porcupine! I breathe, porcupine! (With ice in their veins, I didn't think we were the same in mushrooms) Part 2 So it surely must have been the case Staged to made a right face It was Fer's first major work I was charming, hoped he would come But the future persuaded That the more I advanced in age The more agreeable title treasure I yield Pressures the same Expression, I had every damn issue (Hey, I put down my guitar) You think you're cool, you ain't been to the school (I hope you're happy you've become a squeal) You have nowhere you have been for what you do (You have no idea who you feel for and you're fourteen, animated me) Hey you, blending in with the sunshine (Those kissing dogs) You and me, you and you (Avanti, Avanti) You will watch the bad you do (Endless and had no beginning) You're the one who blamed (Nor will it know an end) Lord, Lord, Lord (It will give well and I stayed) You think you're cool, you ain't been to the school (However, no one but the duke lost his fuck) (Not even the faintest appearance Of pleasure In their expressions) We believe that the piece of paper *cough* he cleared away Not just us in the mountains The local preacher, Carolina Hallelujah, ooh Or a pair of fast horses? No, not today It's a day for walking!
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Credits
- Writers
- John Frusciante