The Mars Volta - Frances the Mute lyrics

It's been thirteen seconds since
You all last said
I've become the apparition you
Predicted for my death
You said that flirting brings you
Closer to the end
You can bait into the water but
You'll never get the hint
And like a stain of bricks
Goes dancing by your head
Plucked from an icebox, grafted on my skin
It's been thirteen seconds since

You all last said (Don't you worry)
I've become the apparition you
Predicted for my death
You said that flirting brings you
Closer to the end (Don't you worry)
You can bait into the water but
You'll never get the hint
And like a stain of bricks


Goes dancing by your head (Don't you worry)
Plucked from an icebox, grafted on my skin

My coat has hid the marks
Mink hit's the shovel fix
Near the sway of pendulums
Boar abrasions and a kiss
She said, "I'll never let them hurt you
I'll never let them in
What you took from me is mine and
What is mine I'll never give"

Mascara glass in the molar weeds
Her ash, a serpent infancy
And his eye patch pussed through
A gape of sand into his shine a sedative
(Into his shine a sedative)
More and more the dirt collects
And you'll never find her body now
In a closet festered in secret air
Blonde underneath her blackened hair
And he never knew the colony
Gestated in his bed
Mingle with the carnivores
You've something both in common now
Till one day with his wasted breath
Swollen throat and karma debt
Set foot inside a parlor
To find her drunken by receipts
He held her by the ankles gutted at the nave
Yes gutted and depraved
He tied a rope around her legs
And let her hang for seven days

This never happened, but I saw you leave
And crawl into a bed of broken windows
This never happened, but I saw you leave
And crawl into a bed of broken windows
This never happened, but I saw you leave
And crawl into a bed of broken windows
This never happened