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