Interpret:

John Frusciante

Album:

The Will To Death

Hit in the face when you open a door
Unconsiderate to yourself you are always out of tune to you


Stepping back from where you are
Nevers angle is one for all
Fired by an unknown eye


That 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


How many times have you been to the back
No one to see and 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
The face in the mirror is not me