Cut Out Lyrics by John Frusciante
All John Frusciante Lyricsperformed by : John Frusciante
language : english
added on : March 22, 2009
modified on : September 15, 2009
Cut Out
Your number fakes coming along whitout youKnowing a shift took place
Your father hooks a wing about you
If you flail this broken sword around you'll
Cut nothing up
Again we'll face these things when they're dead issues
Moments take each other's place
Born and forgotten the same way
Hey, I'll pay you to cut me out
A blower of hot flesh is a baby
That's the first white stuff I sucked
To feed this open fire with with windy day
Moments take each other's place
Born and forgotten the same way
Never knowing who you are