The Mars Volta — Frances The Mute lyrics

[A. In Thirteen Seconds]
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
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

My coat has hid the marks, mink hits 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"

[B. Nineteen Sank While Six Would Swim]
Mascara glass in the molar weeds
Herash, a serpent infancy
His eye patch pussed a gap of sand
Into his shine a sedative
More and more the dirt collects
You'll never find her body now
Her closet festered in a secret air
Blonde underneath a blackened hair
He never knew the colony
Gestated in his bed
Mingle with the carnivores you've something both in common now
Till one day 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 depraves
He tied a rope around her legs
And let her hang for seven days

[C. Five Would Grow And One Was Dead]
This never happened, but I saw you leave
And crawl into a bed of broken windows

[Outro - Sarcophagi]
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Songwriters: Rodriguez, Omar / Bixler, Cedric
Frances The Mute lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.