The Mars Volta - Whisper To Your Flinch lyrics
[The Mars Volta - Whisper To Your Flinch lyrics]
Oh, I forgot which road
Has brought you all this grief
The function in my retina keeps staring on
And when it calls me i'm always never here
To dust for prints in case I die
Whisper to your flinch can make
It all better when
Vanish it to air and leave an empty throne
Whisper to your flinch can make
It all better when
Vanish it to air and leave an empty throne
Find the missing poles electricity
Even with bolts you throw
When it keeps staring on
Weapons in the attic
Keep stumbling patiently
Waiting for the bolt to fry
But none of your kin are answering the
Telephone lost inside the wrinkling vine
And when it calls me i'm always never here
To dust for prints in case I die
Whisper to your flinch can make
It all better when
Vanish it to air and leave an empty throne
Whisper to your flinch can make
It all better when
Vanish it to air and leave an empty throne
Habit be the lies you never told
Have it be ones you can reap
A hesitant pause in the smirk they give
Is reason enough to believe
The face I heal is peeling off
And underneath there's no one
The face I heal is peeling off
And underneath there's no one
The face I heal is peeling off
And underneath there's no one
The face I heal is peeling off
And underneath there's no one
Has brought you all this grief
The function in my retina keeps staring on
And when it calls me i'm always never here
To dust for prints in case I die
Whisper to your flinch can make
It all better when
Vanish it to air and leave an empty throne
Whisper to your flinch can make
It all better when
Vanish it to air and leave an empty throne
Find the missing poles electricity
Even with bolts you throw
When it keeps staring on
Weapons in the attic
Keep stumbling patiently
Waiting for the bolt to fry
But none of your kin are answering the
Telephone lost inside the wrinkling vine
And when it calls me i'm always never here
To dust for prints in case I die
Whisper to your flinch can make
It all better when
Vanish it to air and leave an empty throne
Whisper to your flinch can make
It all better when
Vanish it to air and leave an empty throne
Habit be the lies you never told
Have it be ones you can reap
A hesitant pause in the smirk they give
Is reason enough to believe
The face I heal is peeling off
And underneath there's no one
The face I heal is peeling off
And underneath there's no one
The face I heal is peeling off
And underneath there's no one
The face I heal is peeling off
And underneath there's no one