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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 that will talk
a wheezing of coughs
And I him every night
In pore
And every he just makes me warm
Freeze an answer
Free from all the shame
Must I hide?
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone
at how they to him
From an isle of open sores
He knows that the taste is such
Such to die for
And I hear him every night
On every street
The scales that do slither
Deliver me from…
an answer
all the shame
Then I'll hide
I'll never
alone
Oh lord
I'm for sure
Pale runs the ghost
Swollen on the shore
night
in every pore
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
Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame
Let me die
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone
Made of clove splintered shardes
They're the that will talk
a wheezing of coughs
And I him every night
In pore
And every he just makes me warm
Freeze an answer
Free from all the shame
Must I hide?
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone
at how they to him
From an isle of open sores
He knows that the taste is such
Such to die for
And I hear him every night
On every street
The scales that do slither
Deliver me from…
an answer
all the shame
Then I'll hide
I'll never
alone
Oh lord
I'm for sure
Pale runs the ghost
Swollen on the shore
night
in every pore
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
Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame
Let me die
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone
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