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Corregir Letra Miranda That Ghost Just Isn't Holy Anymore Pour Another Icepick de The Mars Volta

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I think I've become like one of the others <br />I think I've become like one of the others <br />I think I've become like one of the others <br /><br />There was a frail syrup dripping off <br />His lap danced lapel, punctuated by her <br />Decrepit prowl she washed down the hatching <br />Gizzard soft as a mane of needles <br />His orifice icicles hemorrhaged <br />By combing her torso to a pile <br />Perspired the trophy shelves made room for his collapse <br />She was a mink hand job in sarcophagus heels <br /><br />Bring me to my knees <br />Read the sharpened lines <br />All my arms, <br />Bled me blind <br />Faucet leaks in shadows <br />Spilling from morgue lancet <br />Caressed your fontanelle <br />I've sworn to kill every last one <br />Every last one <br />Panic in the shakes of the wounded <br />Panic in the worms <br />Onto the floor <br />And out of your mouth <br />Out of your eyelids <br /><br />No there's no light, in the darkest <br />Of your furthest reaches <br />No there's no light, in the darkest <br />Of your furthest reaches <br /><br />All your dreams, splintered off <br />Leech by leech on this catafalque <br />Anyone will tell you, yes anyone <br />Chance had me setting a trip wire alarm <br />Your mother flirted with disease <br />When she skinned that costume by it's navel strings <br />Panic in the shakes of the wounded <br />Panic in the worms, onto the floor <br />And out of your mouth <br />And out of your eyelids <br /><br />No there's no light, in the darkest <br />Of your furthest reaches <br />No there's no light, in the darkest <br />Of your furthest reaches <br />No there's no light, in the darkest <br />Of your furthest reaches <br /><br />Shock lest shackles free you <br />Volt face cons <br />abandon you again <br />I won't feel not this time <br /><br />Shock lest shackles free you <br />Volt face cons <br />abandon you again <br />I won't feel not this time

Letra nueva de la canción

I think I've become like one of the others <br />I think I've become like one of the others <br />I think I've become like one of the others <br /><br />There was a frail syrup dripping off <br />His lap danced lapel, punctuated by her <br />Decrepit prowl she washed down the hatching <br />Gizzard soft as a mane of needles <br />His orifice icicles hemorrhaged <br />By combing her torso to a pile <br />Perspired the trophy shelves made room for his collapse <br />She was a mink hand job in sarcophagus heels <br /><br />Bring me to my knees <br />Read the sharpened lines <br />All my arms, <br />Bled me blind <br />Faucet leaks in shadows <br />Spilling from morgue lancet <br />Caressed your fontanelle <br />I've sworn to kill every last one <br />Every last one <br />Panic in the shakes of the wounded <br />Panic in the worms <br />Onto the floor <br />And out of your mouth <br />Out of your eyelids <br /><br />No there's no light, in the darkest <br />Of your furthest reaches <br />No there's no light, in the darkest <br />Of your furthest reaches <br /><br />All your dreams, splintered off <br />Leech by leech on this catafalque <br />Anyone will tell you, yes anyone <br />Chance had me setting a trip wire alarm <br />Your mother flirted with disease <br />When she skinned that costume by it's navel strings <br />Panic in the shakes of the wounded <br />Panic in the worms, onto the floor <br />And out of your mouth <br />And out of your eyelids <br /><br />No there's no light, in the darkest <br />Of your furthest reaches <br />No there's no light, in the darkest <br />Of your furthest reaches <br />No there's no light, in the darkest <br />Of your furthest reaches <br /><br />Shock lest shackles free you <br />Volt face cons <br />abandon you again <br />I won't feel not this time <br /><br />Shock lest shackles free you <br />Volt face cons <br />abandon you again <br />I won't feel not this time