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