The Whip Hand The Mars Volta

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[Verse 1]
When you leave the night on
Contagions bind your double speak
Malice tends to choke my father's grip
But his hands are always clean
Walk towards the light
Convalesce your fetish in me
You make me older
Swatting flies in the Vaseline

[Pre-Chorus 1]
And I'm not getting any better
In this plot of dormant wakes
The thorns decipher, speak serrated
From the figure of an eight

[Chorus]
That's when I disconnect from you
That's when I disconnect from you
That's when I disconnect from you
That's when I disconnect

[Verse 2]
No turning back now
Too many shovels past the Rubicon
Must I desecrate it?
Why can't you tell me where you've gone?
Christened to die
Paranoia as hoaxing device
Just when I find out
Moira draws the moth to fire