The First Season John Frusciante
[Eb]Let the pretend take [Cmin]over and that [Ab]season [Bb]be the [Cmin]first.
[Eb]Shadows we're in be[Cmin]come us so we [Ab]set up [Bb]inter[Cmin]spersed[Ab] between [Bb]here and [Cmin]away.
[Ab]Become your [Bb]space every [Cmin]day [Bb] [Ab]
[Eb]When you changes [Cmin]up my row it's [Ab]slates when time will [Bb]turn to a [Cmin]room
[Eb]Light starts being there to t[Cmin]alk about all his f[Ab]eeling f[Bb]or the m[Cmin]oon
To [Ab]even the [Bb]lie, *** him[Cmin]. [Bb] [Ab]
Hey[Fmin] [Ab] [Fmin] [Ab]
[Eb] In that [Fmin]halo E[Ab]vil Round that h[Fmin]alo E[Ab]vil It [Fmin]hangs by E[Ab]vil [Eb]
You re[Fmin]volve now with my [Ab]echo You rose inter[Fmin]wound
Act[Ab]ually people in the [Fmin]wrong Come t[Ab]hrough and go [Eb]on
? Leave m[Fmin]y lonely mind [Ab]a cell Keep[Fmin] flowing on [Eb]a drill I kee[Fmin]p holding
Ab Eb F#min* Eb
on to myself Be humble, take it the slow way As i'm aloud
F#min* Cmin Bb Ab
Even holding on To my cell ! of space that holds me
Cmin Bb Ab When you get to ! the first time, go to
My cell of space that holds me the ?
[Eb] [Cmin] [Eb] [Cmin] [Eb] [Cmin] [Eb]
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