The Mars Volta - The Whip Hand lyrics

[The Mars Volta - The Whip Hand lyrics]

When you leave the night on
Contagions bind your double speak
Malice tends to choke my father's grip
But his hands are always clean
Walk towards the light
Convalesce your fetish in me
You make me older
Swatting flies in the Vaseline

And I'm not getting any better
In this plot of dormant wakes
The thorns decipher, speak serrated
From the figure of an eight

That's when I disconnect from you
That's when I disconnect from you
That's when I disconnect from you
That's when I disconnect

No turning back now
Too many shovels past the Rubicon


Must I desecrate it?
Why can't you tell me where you've gone?
Christened to die paranoia as hoaxing device
Just when I find out
Moira draws the moth to fire

Where the bluest burn of spirit's
Draws the stem of hyacinth
You will hardly ever hear it
Because the muzzle always fit's

That's when I disconnect from you
That's when I disconnect from you
That's when I disconnect from you
That's when I disconnect

I am a land mine, I am a land mine
So don't you step on me
So don't you step on me
'Cause, I'm a land mine
'cause I'm a land mine
And I can blossom in the petals of an ECT​

That's when I disconnect from you
That's when I disconnect, disconnect, from
That's when I disconnect from you
That's when I disconnect, disconnect, from

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