It appears to me
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Quoting alarms
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The guillotine smirks
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In your house I smothered
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Sight unseen
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Sworn to harm
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Ground to a powder
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And soaked through the board
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[Chorus 1]
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Don't you ever, ever, ever trust my mercy
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Don't you ever, ever, ever trust my mercy
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When will you flirt with all that's burning?
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Keep them safe and by your side
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Of all that's left
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A lucid home
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Anecdote settles in the smear of this corpse
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If the larvae speaks ask where to go
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They mount the maker with a sulphur in fume
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[Chorus 1]
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[Chorus 2]
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Of all the warnings that you gave me
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With all components in the fault
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Have you ever heard me scraping?
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It will be hard to hold
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[Chorus]
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[Chorus 2]
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All I hear
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Mending the gap
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Fall in here
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Might not make it back
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Call that someone
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May they hear you
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Take me with you
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It's not safe in here
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And all you ask is why, why, why
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And all you ask is why I'm certain you're holding on
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Mirror floats to the surface
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Holding on
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[Chorus 2]
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[x2]
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They lost the presence they were holding
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Looks like the tenants flickered off
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If the cell that holds me breaks me
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It will be hard to hold
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Ouroboros
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Mars Volta |