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