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Cotopaxi - The Mars Volta
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Cotopaxi The Mars Volta

Cotopaxi - The Mars Volta
[Verse 1]
When Sanskrit was my mother tongue
Scarabs filled my pillow
Tarmac strips to pave for them
Thrones from which to teach
And in that pulse the future said
Story had been spun
You wet your bed so sleep in it
Cards can't make a house

[Chorus]
Up that hill go the last of my crumbs
We'll be lucky if we eat tonight
And up that hill go the last of my crumbs
That's why I'll magnify a hole

[Verse 2]
When light years came and light years passed
Tugging on the brink
Spoils reported missing
Put down in its sleep
Strangled in the background
Fitted for a mask
The future won't believe you
Past the ransom fast
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