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