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Vicarious Atonement
The Mars Volta
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Don't you pretend
That I'm not alive
My bones never ache
Unless she's near by
Where is your face?
In a safe of dead tongues (oh-uh-oh-uh-oh)
I can see your reflection (uh-uh-uh-uh-uh)
In your totem firstborn (oh-uh-oh-uh-oh)
I suspect (uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh)
You've been carrying a pack of wolves
A pack of wolves, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
A regret (uh-uh-uh-uh-uh)
Not killing you while I had the chance
I know I had the chance
I know I had
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Maybe I will always haunt you
Mark the somnolence with truth
Better hang your dead palace
Than have a living home to lose
In the river Ganges, God damns my name
Don't let these hands
Sharpen your eyes
(A rasp of tails)
Don't let these hands
Sharpen your eyes
(A rasp of tails)
Don't let these hands
Sharpen your eyes
(A rasp of tails)
Don't let these hands
Sharpen your eyes
(A rasp of tails)
Don't let these hands
Sharpen your eyes
(A rasp of tails)
Don't let these hands
Sharpen your eyes
(A rasp of tails)
Don't let these hands
Sharpen your eyes
(A rasp of tails)