The Slaughter

The Slaughter
Ill know her face a mile away
you'll be there in the slaughter
Freeing me when I'm cornered
Being arrested by the mind cops
they're the only ones worth changing what you do for
And i try to be in line
I guide my fate
And what its good for there's no telling
Its blood
Its a flood
Ill know her face a mile away
Shell take me straight through that gate
Living there in a flower
You wouldn't have made it without her
Though she seems to stay in one place
She grows with your life
So cry for time
what's slow is fast at the same time
It comes to life
And if it dies
you'll never notice 'cause it
It slides as it climbs
Ill know her face a mile away
And ill know my pains a life away
En 'The Slaughter' de John Frusciante, la letra cautiva con imágenes intensas y emocionales. Desde el reconocimiento inmediato de un rostro familiar hasta la sensación de ser liberado en medio de un caos (la slaughter)...