The Mars Volta - Frances The Mute Lyrics
A. In thirteen secondsB. Nineteen sank, while six would swimC. Five would grow and one was deadIt's been thirteen secondsSince you all last saidI've become the apparitionYou predicted for my deathYou said that flirting brings youCloser to the endYou can bait into the waterBut you'll never get the hintAnd like a stain of bricks goesDancing by your headPlucked from an iceboxGrafted on my skinMy coat has hid the marksMink hits the shovel fixNear the sway of pendulumsBoar abrasions and a kiss”She said, “I'll never let them hurt youI'll never let them inWhat you took from me is mineWhat is mine I'll never give”Mascara glass in the molar weedsHerash,a serpent infancyHis eye patch pussed a gap of sandInto his shine a sedativeMore and more the dirt collectsYou'll never find her body nowIn a closet festered in a secret airBlonde underneath a blackened hairHe never knew the colonyGestated in his bedMingle with the carnivores you've something both in common nowTill one day his wasted breathSwollen throat and karma debtSet foot inside a parlor, to find her drunken by receiptsHe held her by the anklesGutted at the nave, yes gutted and depravesHe tied a rope around her legsAnd let her hang for seven days[Chorus] This never happened, but I saw you leave,And crawl into a bed of broken windows