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