John Frusciante

omit myself
(take myself from your eyes)
omit myself as a favor for god
(all my rights and everyones enemy)
suffer fate cause its the only lift youve got
dedicate all of you before to now
emphasizing these things you wont allow
never now we need the other
(centralize the force of rot)
in your life we take our cover
(echoing what is not)
going nowhere
(take myself from your eyes)
going nowheres the only clear shot