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