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