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Mars Volta lyrics : "Inertiatic Esp"

Clipside at the pinkeyed flight
Im not the percent you think survives
I need sanctuary in the pages of this book

Gestating with all the other rats
Nurse said that my skin will need a graft
I am of potmocked shape, the vermin you need to loathe



Now I'm lost


Last night I heard lepers
Flinch like birth defects

It's musk was fecal in origin
As the words dribbled off of it's chin


It said I'm lost
I'm lost
Now I'm lost


Dolls wreck the minced meat of pupils
Cast in oblong arms length

The hooks had been picking their scabs
Where wolves hide in the company of men


It said
I'm lost
I'm lost

Now I'm lost

Are you peeking in the red?

Perforated at the neck
What of this mongrel architect
A broken arm of soon will set

Past present and future tense
Clipside of the pinkeye fountain


Now I'm lost

It's been said

Long time ago
You'll be the first and last to know
You'll never know

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