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Mars Volta lyrics : "Teflon"

Just don't know the layman's terms
to call the mess you bleed
Crawls beneath the surface

sought blood through a family tree

The date's been changed

with each new phase
I'm anxious bouts of nervous


What am I without the bruises?
These switches won't come on
What do I do to lose it?

Beneath this distress call

Let the wheels burn, let the wheels burn

Stack the tires to the neck with a body inside
[x2]


Frames of infrared
keep scrolling into focus
Scarab claimed the busy signal

with the habits that you noticed

The date's been changed

with each new phase
I'm anxious bouts of nervous


What am I without the bruises?
These switches won't come on
What do I do to lose it?

Beneath this distress call

Let the wheels burn, let the wheels burn

Stack the tires to the neck with a body inside
[x2]


Take in all the hostages
into the Oval Office
Draw the curtains, part their hair

and pull the trigger softly

If they have become empty

then I'll just take you with me
One driver in your motorcade
is all it takes, is all it takes


Selling graves in teflon veins
is all it takes is all it takes


What am I without the bruises?
These switches won't come on

What do I do to lose it?
Beneath this distress call


Let the wheels burn, let the wheels burn
Stack the tires to the neck with a body inside
[x2]


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