Metatron The Mars Volta

[Chorus]
Maybe I'll break down
Maybe I'll try
Circumvent inoculation
And I just want a cut
When will I break down?
Lately I might
Un-connect the fascination
And I just want to touch

[Verse 1]
This is a list, they're my demands
Forget the question, come on, bring your nervous hands
You read it in my letter, "Patience worth is dead"
Suffocate the inkwell, "I am legion," said the pen
Her seraph snout and cruciform limp
I blame the shrouding of a lesser man
My sigil contraptions, they walk with no crutches
Don't show me the hinges, I am absent

[Chorus]
Maybe I'll break down
Maybe I'll try
Circumvent inoculation
And I just want a cut
When will I break down?
Lately I might
Un-connect the fascination
And I just want to touch