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Scratches
JOHN FRUSCIANTE SONG
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Released On
Inside of Emptiness
October 26, 2004 · Studio Album
Recorded On
March 8-13, 2004
Sunset Sound · Los Angeles, CA
Lyrics
The scratches of a dark night
The rashes of foresight
And I wanted you

The weight of my freezing
I had come to you
The face I was given
I have no similarities to

The spaces in the law look
Like the faces in a word book
I get by, I get by

The matches of opportunities
The last thing I've never seen
And I scream to you

The pain I was needing
Was sort of true
The one aim 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
'Cause it's from where I came

Oh my god, but it's so far away
It would seem accidents
Have gone straight to you

And you've changed your point of view
And the places you're going to
I get crowded, I got crowded

And I'm so glad that you're mine
It twists up the fabric of time
And I'm useless, yes, I'm useless

And the faces are bodies
And your hands are feet
Let me roll around
In things I can't believe

But I tried, yes I tried
And I tried, you know I tried
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'Scratches' has never been performed live