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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
Through a wheezing of coughs
And I hear him every night
In every pore
And he just makes me warm
Freeze without an answer
Free all the shame
I hide?
Cause I'll never
alone
at how flock to him
From an 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…
Freeze without an answer
from all the shame
Then I'll hide
I'll never
Never alone
Oh lord
I'm bloodshot for sure
Pale runs the ghost
on the shore
Every night
in every pore
The that do slither
Deliver me from…
Freeze an answer
Free from all the shame
Then I'll hide
Cause I'll never
sleep alone
Freeze an answer
Free from all the shame
Let me die
Cause I'll never
sleep alone
Made of clove splintered shardes
They're the that will talk
Through a wheezing of coughs
And I hear him every night
In every pore
And he just makes me warm
Freeze without an answer
Free all the shame
I hide?
Cause I'll never
alone
at how flock to him
From an 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…
Freeze without an answer
from all the shame
Then I'll hide
I'll never
Never alone
Oh lord
I'm bloodshot for sure
Pale runs the ghost
on the shore
Every night
in every pore
The that do slither
Deliver me from…
Freeze an answer
Free from all the shame
Then I'll hide
Cause I'll never
sleep alone
Freeze an answer
Free from all the shame
Let me die
Cause I'll never
sleep alone
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