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