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