Mars Volta - Inertiatic Esp |
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Inertiatic Esp
Mars Volta Now I'm lost last night I heard lepors it's musk was fecal in origin flinch like birth defects as the words dribbled off of its chin it said I'm lost I'm lost now I'm lost dolls wreck the minced meat of pupils cast at oblong arms length the hooks have 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 mirror perforated at the neck what of this mongrel architect our broken armor 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 |
