Mars Volta - Inertiatic Esp текст песни

clipside at the pinkeyed flags
im at the percent you think survives
ive been sexualy in the blinkers of his boat
just standing with all the other rats
still sad that my skin will make a graph
the potluck shit the villin 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