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