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- tremulant albümünden güzel bir the mars volta şarkısı.
100 metre öteden tanınabilen vokali ve davullarıyla; efil efil çınlayan gitarıyla takdire şayan bir şarkıdır:
in denial
who will come clean all the ravenous debris?
in disguise
sideswiped by penance cerecloth sentencing
this scapegrace will pay my barking harangue
are you listening?
on the 14th you stole what hasn't grown old
in denial
file this under a bridge that he can't leave
will those shadows glare
from that blank-rimmed stare
in a vacancy hush?
aunque me dejaste ahogado en el mar
acuestate en la tierra
de la realidad de tu sueño
manos me recuerdo
solamente a ti te odio
yo ya me voy
in denial
who will clean up all this ravenous debris?
in denial
file this under a bridge that he can't leave
and the storyville sawbones couldn't fill
the prescription to mend
all the broken wills in the white lie ward
don't you pretend
tangled in thorns
to walk unborn
and this debt will collect
all the sickness that is left
suddenly drives up
sentencing valley
count all the handshakes
syringe overflows
tangled in thorns
to walk unborn
and this debt will collect
all the sickness that you've set
and this debt will collct
all the sickness that is left
and this debt...
- güzel bir tori amos şarkısıdır.
clouds descending
ı'm not policing what you think and dream
ı run into your thought from across the room
just another trick
can ı weather this
ı've got a fever above my waist
you got a squeeze box on your knee
ı know the truth is in between the 1st and 40th drink
concertina
concertina
a chill that bends this
ı swear you're the fiecest calm ı've been in
concertina
concertina
try infrared
this ı swear
you're the fiercest calm ı"ve been in the
soul-quake happened here
ın a glass word
particle by particle
she slowly changes
she likes hanging chinese paper cuts
just another fix
can ı weather this
ı got my fuzz all tipped to play
ı got a dub on your landscape
then there's your policy of trancing
the sauce without the blame
too far too far too far
ıt could all get way too cheerful
concertina
ı know the truth lies in between the 1st and the 40th drink
clouds descending
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