mars volta frances the mute şarkı sözleri
Now I'm lost(x 4)
last night I heard lepers
flinch like birth defects
it's musk was fecal in origin
as the words dribbled off of its chin
it said I'm lost
I'm lost
now I'm lost(x 6)
dolls wreck the minced meat of pupils
cast in oblong arms length
the hooks had been picking their scabs
where wolves hide in the company of men
