THE WILL TO DEATH

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Everyone speaks at the same timeEveryone wonders"Who am I?"It'd be sad to blow through timeWe never go through the skyWe never know when to die

The face in the mirror is not me - yeah hey hey

Go away you're eating big facesBend down and eat your shoe-lacesNext move you've gotta decide what's right.

And life changes not youLife changes not you

Every time is contained in nowNow is only time anything happens

Though one moments shotIn infinity's roundsNow is the one time

Anything happens hereHere, here, hereHere, here, here

Now that i'm goneNow that i'm long goneThis minute has come and goneI never said to do anything but forget meWhen it seems i'm aroundCheck again what's up and what's downAny silences make a soundbefore the equation i'm the answer

And they're thought to be liesBut we saw them, saw themWe looked right in their eyesRight at them, at themPinning space to the worldWe slaughtered, slaughteredNot a sound to be heardWe're awful, awfulAnd have you seenHow they runOut of gasThey beat the painThey sing in the rainEndless and formlessThey fly to the endAnd back to theBeginning againHave you put them asideYour crazy thoughts and dreamsNo they're a part of meAnd they all mean one thingThe will to death iswhat keeps me aliveIt's one step away, step awayLimitations are setOnly then can we go allthe way, all the wayAnd have you seen how thecars when they passThey come your wayThen they're speeding awayComing to you and then going awayBut for them nothingschanged, for themnothings changed

The will of Death

John Frusciante