a corner

John Frusciante

I meant it
I wouldn?t go outside and walk around
They may fear for your life
But I?ve reached this conclusion
Everyone?s in a corner
Face to the wall
I never looked the other way
I?m not allowed to at all
Great is my confusion
It never lets me be
No one said to be here
I was punished by me
And there?s a weeping fire
That?s as a mountain
And we go all the way up
To the top
Great is my confusion
It never lets me down
Everyone?s in a corner
They?ll never turn around