מילים לשיר Scratches – John Frusciante

the scratches of a dark night the rashes of foresight and i wanted you ooh who ooh the weight of my reason
i have come to you the face i was given i have no similarities to the spaces in the law look I get by I get by
like the faces in a word book the matches of opportunities the last thing i've never seen and i scream to you ooh the pain i was needing was sort of true the one name i was clearing
was the walls that grew and the crazes i overlooked the leans into the cook and i did and i did and i was screaming bloody murder and i was one with pain and i stopped by the roadside
cuz it's from were i came oh my god but its so far away it would seem accidents have gone straight to you and you've'e changed you point of view
and the places your going to a get crowded i got crowded and im so glad that your mine
twist up the phallic of time and im useless yes im useless and the faces are bodies and your hands are feet
let me roll around in things i cant believe but i tried yes i tried and i tried you know i tried.