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