John Frusciante - Look on

I can't get through,
Knots in my mind.
I resent,
Self I can't find.
I can't get through.
I can't get through.
Oh, paper and a pencil,
Are the best friends I've got.
I went to downtown LA,
Got picked up by the cops.
Didn't get what I wanted
But I didn't care a lot,
I saw that life was kidding.
Look on, look on, look on.
Look on, look on, look on,
I'm warning you,
I skipped a life.
To be here,
I've got no right.
I'm bad luck.
I'm bad luck.
Oh, I used to feel a lot,
Things used to be alright
So much was going on
I'm empty now inside
When I thought life was terrible
Things were going fine
Vincent called as a set up
Look on, look on, look on [x7]
It's not right
I lost my fame
It's a cheap trick
I wanna do it again
I've got no life
I've got no life
Oh, I am a separate entity
From the guy I was before
Here nobody wants me
I hoped for something more
That I flip through empty pages ai thought I wrote on
I can't tell what is dreaming
Look on, look on, look on [x4]