Noctourniquet (Instrumental)

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  • Опубліковано 3 жов 2024
  • ©2012 The Mars Volta
    Lyrics:
    [Verse 1]
    Made my bed in drought of barrel
    I haven't shot this thing in years
    Do you think I'll fold?
    Calloused hands of detriment
    From a crossbow flinch of gasping air
    Do you think I'll…
    [Chorus]
    Solomon, don't fall apart
    The words have made a perfect burden
    Solomon, your hollow heart
    A nomadic void of halcyon youth
    [Verse 2]
    Prenatal at the hips where we once joined
    Severed by the scalpel when we were young
    Do you think I'll fold?
    Held under the water in a breathless trough
    Buried in the plot of your front steps
    Do you think I'll fold?
    Incinerate the faith that you were taught
    Incinerate your crone of useless flesh
    Do you think that
    [Chorus]
    Solomon, don't fall apart
    The words have made a perfect burden
    Solomon, your hollow heart
    A nomadic void of halcyon youth
    Solomon, don't fall apart
    The words have made a perfect burden
    Solomon, your hollow heart
    A nomadic void of halcyon youth
    [Bridge]
    And in this life you long to flee
    You can stop the rain from falling
    Tie it on in your mind
    It's your Noctourniquet
    And in your file will it read
    That you caved it to the night?
    Tie it on in your mind
    It's your Noctourniquet
    [Verse 3]
    Made my bed in drought of barrel
    I haven't shot this thing in years
    Do you think I'll fold?
    Bucolic hymns that frolic on your hissing tongue
    The rivalry of siblings cut from saffron cloth
    Do you think I'll fold?
    I'll reach right through the pavement with the shortest straw
    Never a dull blade in your mother's drawer
    Do you think I'll fold?
    Place it in the thirst her endless flask
    The iridescent poison will quench foreboding
    Do you think that
    [Chorus]
    Solomon, don't fall apart
    The words have made a perfect burden
    Solomon, your hollow heart
    A nomadic void of halcyon youth
    Solomon, don't fall apart
    The words have made a perfect burden
    Solomon, your hollow heart
    No matter what it takes, no matter what it takes for you
    ‪@TheMarsVolta‬

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