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