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Published: 2009-10-03 15:36:58 +0000 UTC; Views: 505; Favourites: 23; Downloads: 0
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w/ texture."He's got fasting black lungs
Made of clove splintered shardes
They're the kind that will talk
Through a wheezing of coughs
And I hear him every night
In every pore
And every time he just makes me warm
Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame
Must I hide?
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone
Look at how they flock to him
From an isle 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 fromβ¦
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
Pale runs the ghost
Swollen on the shore
Every night
in every pore
The scales that do slither
Deliver me fromβ¦
Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame
Then I'll hide
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone
Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame
Let me die
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone
- The Mars Volta
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Comments: 6
So... deep. Anything with "noir" in the title is GOOD with me!
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hahaha Agreed, I am the same way haha such a sensual word
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Ahhh, so cool...with the hair floating up and no visible face...
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Strange and fascinating, but in a very odd way, gorgeous. 
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Thank you very much dear, muchly appreciated.
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