Mars Volta, The - Televators Lyrics

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Just as he hit the ground they lowered a tow that stuck in his neck to the gills fragments of sobriquets? riddle me this three half eaten corneas who hit the area stalks the ground.. stalks the ground.. you should have seen the curse that flew right by you page of concrete sting walks crutch and hobbles sway auto da fe the capillary hint of red only this menupod crescent in shape has escaped.. the house half the weight filll empty with teeth that split both his lips mark these words one day this chalk outline will circle this city was he Wrapped in the asphalt that cushioned his face? a room collared charlotten hid in the safe stalks the ground.. stalks the ground.. you should have seen the curse that flew right by you page of concrete sting walks crutch and hobbles sway auto da fe the capillary hint of red only this menupod crescent in shape has escaped pull the pills save your grace mark these words on his grave (x3) you should have seen the curse that flew right by you page of concrete sting walks crutch and hobbles sway auto da fe a capillary hint of red everyone knows the last chose are always the coldest to call

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Posted by: sax (#1278) on 11/11/04 02:02:32 pm
Just as he hit The ground They lowered a tow that Stuck in his neck to the gills Fragments of sobiquets Riddle me this Flinch stitcheing Aureole Stalk the ground Stalk the ground You should have seen The curse that flew right by you Page of concrete Stained walks crutch in hobbled sway Autodafe A capulary hint of red Only this manupod Crescent in shape has escaped The house half the way Fell empty with teeth That split both his lips Mark these words One day this chalk outline will circle this city Was he robbed of the asphalt that cushioned his face A room colored charlatan Hid in a safe Stalk the ground Stalk the ground You should have seen The curse that flew right by you Page of concrete Stain walks crutch in hobbled sway Autodafe A capulary hint of red Only this manupod Crescent in shape has escaped Pull the pins Save your grace Mark these words On his grave You should have seen The curse that flew right by you Page of concrete Stain walks crutch in hobbled sway Autodafe A capulary hint of red Everyone knows the last toes are Always the coldest to go

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