The Slaughter

John Frusciante

Ill know her face a mile away

Youll be there in the slaughter

Freeing me when im cornered

Being arrested by the mind cops

Theyre 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 theres 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 wouldnt have made it without her

Though she seems to stay in one place

She grows with your life

So cry for time

Whats slow is fast at the same time

It comes to life

And if it dies

Youll never notice cuz it

It slides as it climbs

Ill know her face a mile away

And ill know my pains a life away