Mars Volta - Inertiatic ESP lyrics

rate me

clipside at the pinkeyed flags

im at the percent you think survives

I need sanctuary in the pages of this book

just standing with all the other rats

I'm sad that my skin will need a graph

I am of pox marked shapes the vermin you need to love

Now I'm lost

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

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

it said

I'm lost

I'm lost

now I'm lost

are you peeking in the red?

perforated at the neck

what of this mongrel architect

a broken arm of sew's set

past present and future tense

clipside of the pinkeye fountain

now I'm lost

it's been said

long time ago

you'll be the first and last to know

you'll never know

Thanks to VikkiElf for correcting these lyrics