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Eriatarka (Unfinished Original Recordings Of De-Loused In The Comatorium)
The Mars Volta
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And there are those who haven't found a speaking
So wrong, is it wrong?
Of Pavilon, a loss of red brand
Rapid through the floors, is this wrong?
Feels so wrong
Happened on a respirating bet
Muzzled bay spent
Is it gone? Is it gone?
Stole the slang of a gallows bird
Rationed and let it pure
Ooh, ooh
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Track mark the meepelance grant
Cartwheel of scratches
Trash the tape, whatever's dead
Tentacles might please
Flinch the cocoon beat
If a recon forgets
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Now there are those who find comfort in the bleeding
Wrong, is it wrong?
It houses the watchful eyes
The panting and the pattern
In droves, are they gone?
And there are those who haven't found a speaking
So wrong, is it wrong?
Stole the slang of a gallows bird
Rationed and let it pure
Ooh, ooh
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Track mark the meepelance grant
Cartwheel of scratches
Trash the tape, whatever's dead
Tentacles might please
Flinch the cocoon beat
If a recon forgets
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Evaporating the fur
Because it covers them
If you only knew the plans they had for us
Lacerating the tongues
I think they speak too much
I will not go convulsing to their basement
They used to have pulses in them
But impulses make them strong
They used to have pulses in them
But impulses make them strong
Evaporating the fur
Because it covers them
If you only knew the plans they had for us
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Track mark the meepelance grant
Cartwheel of scratches
Trash the tape, whatever's dead
Tentacles might please
Flinch the cocoon beat
If a recon forgets
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There's gotta be another way
Of getting ahead
Or I am just losing it all
Track mark the meepelance grant
Cartwheel of scratches
Trash the tape, whatever's dead
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