Don't Forget Me

I'm an ocean in your bedroom
Make you feel warm
Make you wanna re-assume
Now we know it all for sure

I'm a dance hall dirty breakbeat
Make the snow fall up from underneath your feet
Not alone, I'll be there
Tell me when you want to go

I'm a meth lab first rehab
Take it all off
And step inside the running cab
There's a love that knows the way

I'm the rainbow in your jail cell
All the memories of everything you've ever smelled
Not alone, I'll be there
Tell me when you want to go

(Sideways falling
More will be revealed my friend)
Ooooh...
Don't forget me I can't hide it
Come again get me excited

I'm an inbred and a pothead
Two legs that you spread
Inside the tool shed
Now we know it all for sure

I could show you
To the free field overcome and more will always be revealed
Not alone I'll be there
Tell me when you want to go

(Sideways falling
More will be revealed my friend)
Oooh...
Don't forget me I can't hide it
Come again make me excited

Ooooh...
(Sideways falling
More will be revealed my friend)
Don't forget me I can't hide it
There's a match now let me light it

I'm the bloodstain
On your shirt sleeve
Coming down and more are coming to believe
Now we know it all for sure

Make the hair stand
Up on your arm
Teach you how to dance
Inside the funny farm
Not alone, I'll be there
Tell me when you want to go

I'll be there and tell me when you want to go
Come on then and tell me when you want to go
More will be revealed my friend

That other day when I went to the Pacific with my sis, I made a detour to the Popular bookstore. That's when I found an array of stacked cassettes being sold for only 2 ringgit a piece. And then when I found an RHCP best hits collection, I immediately bought it

And man, how nostalgic it is to be listening to cassettes while riding in the car, plus nowadays unlike in my childhood I'm the one doing all the driving. Sometimes, late at night I would just drive around the city with the windows down and reeling in the open air, the sweet sweet sound of Frusciante playing the guitar and Kiedis soul-wrenching vocal drift me in my own world...

Tomorrow I'll be on my way back to Shah Alam. I'll miss my mum, that's for sure. And my hometown friends. Somehow this holiday doesn't seem as lame as it used to be, because of them. And because of them too, now I'm more than sure that Jitra is my home now, the place where I truly belong

Now, a new semester waits. French, literature, stuff... HAIH