John Frusciante - Place to Drive lyrics

Empty your half and mind

Wait on, erase time

There's bound to be too many

(?Crawl to numb her sucker womb?)

In chambers calm yourself out first

They all break out

And they all break out

Seem to wish I'd a revolver,

We move away from God

There was a place to drive

There was a place to drive

All along that day