Author/Artist: John Frusciante
Title: Soul Removal
Album: Niandra LaDes (Cassette Version)
Transcribed by: Itay Auerbach
Email: [email protected]
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a dove is a glove that i wear in my heart know i like to
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dress smart doesn’t have any part of the world of fashion i’ve turn my
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cash in to a man who found his street i’ll think he is
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the me—at that i ate to escape from a mean
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a cake
Dm C Bb Am
i hold my pace for the paris and die
G F E
because the part of the pie
F G A
that we just stand in here
F G A
today put in your face
G F
here all over my tears
E
that i keep my angry
E11
whoo whoo
F G
cuz you keep them round
C
i wish i could
(?) F
fork for my fiction too much
Em Dm C Bb A
will me to burn understand them all
Bb C D
what i mean is this boy again i can’t play
Bb C D C Bb
and i feel that today scared me away
F
and that’s song there is
A
i was throwing back the world
Bb C F A Bb
it’s as real as took of laving nothing outside my window
Dm Bb
what do i have to show
Dm C
to a world that the only way to destroy
Bb Am
is to die like a baby boy
G Bb
i could be a
(?)
i could be happy in infinity
C G Bb
of the space in my eye lid
F
but i know i’m somewhere else
C
where the words on this page
G Bb
would be the scribbling nonsense they are
Bbm
and you would be real
Bb
i’ll eat my last meal
B C#
wish you i could feel
Ebm
but i don’t know where i am
B C#
wish you i could feel
Ebm
but i don’t know where i am
B C#
wish you i could feel
Ebm G#
but now i don’t even know
Ebm
where i am
feel a shadow man
