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lucro sucio
The Mars Volta
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Rings of seven, you've tied us down
Then lit sixty barrels to burn remains
In search of a haven, we've stormed it for you
But your family of thieves have never known no repent
This I know, this I know
This I know, this I know
Don't tangle your feet with spiders that molt
The quick of my blade to the choke in your throat
When least you expect it, the further I'll get
To a hole in your heart where God's never slept
This I know
Do you believe the outlands we roam
The filthiest lucre lies in the unknown
You can hide in the hills 'till our blood runs cold
The torment I chase weeping nitroglycerin
Have seeded the ground with my rifle lies faith
This I know
'Cause I've lived in the outlands we roam
Cazadora, como brilla
Agua negra, almas perdidas
Cazadora, como brilla
Agua negra, almas perdidas
But I believe we're gonna find you 'fore the night is through
And all we ever wanted was one last chance
Oh yeah
But for all we really know we've been buried since the beginning
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Burnt offerings, I'm burnt offerings
Burn my offerings, do you accept?
Burnt offerings, I'm burnt offerings
Burn my offerings, do you accept?
This I know, this I know
This I know, this I know
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