Noctourniquet The Mars Volta

[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