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The Widow 
Medium
de The Mars Volta
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He's got black lungs
Made of clove shardes
They're the that will talk
Through a wheezing of coughs
And I hear him every night
In every pore
And every he just makes me warm
Freeze an answer
from all the shame
Must I hide?
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone
Look at how they to him
From an of sores
He knows that the taste is such
Such to die for
And I hear him every night
On every street
The do slither
Deliver me from…
without an answer
Free from all the shame
Then I'll hide
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone
Oh lord
I'm bloodshot for sure
runs the ghost
on the shore
Every night
in pore
The scales do slither
Deliver me from…
Freeze an answer
Free from all the shame
Then I'll hide
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone
without an answer
Free from all the shame
Let me die
I'll never
Never alone
Made of clove shardes
They're the that will talk
Through a wheezing of coughs
And I hear him every night
In every pore
And every he just makes me warm
Freeze an answer
from all the shame
Must I hide?
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone
Look at how they to him
From an of sores
He knows that the taste is such
Such to die for
And I hear him every night
On every street
The do slither
Deliver me from…
without an answer
Free from all the shame
Then I'll hide
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone
Oh lord
I'm bloodshot for sure
runs the ghost
on the shore
Every night
in pore
The scales do slither
Deliver me from…
Freeze an answer
Free from all the shame
Then I'll hide
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone
without an answer
Free from all the shame
Let me die
I'll never
Never alone
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