The will to death Written by John Frusciante

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Have you put them aside Your crazy thoughts and dreams No they're a part of me And they all mean one thing The will to death is what keeps me alive It's one step away, step away Limitations are set Only then can we go all the way, the way And have you seen how the cars when they pass They come your way Then they're speeding away Coming to you and then going away But for them nothing changed But for them nothing changed

John Frusciante - The Will To Death