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