a. TARANTISM
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You can't bend your crooked arms or fold your punctured proof
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The air is growing cold and there's nothing you can do
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Soon there'll be no gauze, inside the confessional
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Only rows of crows, defrocking every breath
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And one day you'll remember
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Behind the melting cones,
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I said, one day you'll remember
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Behind the melting cones,
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You always had a family
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In the burial of your home.
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In the burial of your home.
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Night forever more
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Night forever more
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Night forever more
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Night forever more
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Night forever more
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And I'll peel back all of my skin
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I'll peel back and let it all run
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Peel back all of my skin
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Peel back and let it all run
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Peel back all of my skin
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b. PLANT A NAIL IN THE NAVEL STREAM
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[Instrumental]
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c. FAMINEPULSE
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Brick by brick, the night eclipsed
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Pricked by the cuticle thorns,
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Dried the sleep on nursery slits
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Into this life I'm born
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Havens just a scab away,
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I'd like to see you after just one taste
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Sink your teeth into the flesh of midnight
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Night forever more,
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Let them see it has begun
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The others I've become
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d. MULTIPLE SPOUSE WOUNDS
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No there's no light,
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In the darkest of your furthest reaches
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No there's no light,
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In the darkest of your furthest reaches
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No there's no light,
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In the darkest of your furthest reaches
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No there's no light,
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In the darkest of your furthest reaches
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No there's no light, no there's no time
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You ain't got nothing, your life was just a lie.
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No there's no light, no there's no time
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You ain't got nothing, your life was just a lie.
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e. SARCOPHAGI
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The ocean floor is hidden from your viewing lens
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A depth perception languished in the night
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All my life, I've been sowing the wounds
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But the seeds sprout a lachrymal cloud
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Cassandra Gemini
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Mars Volta |