Cicatriz

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The Mars Volta - Rock

Cicatriz

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Lyrics

Do you recall its name As it suggested beck and call This face and heel, oh Will drag your halo through the mud Ash of Pompeii Erupting in a statue's dust Shrouded in veils Because these handcuffs hurt to much Scalping these ticket-less applause When they drag the lake There's nothing left, ooh Well-sutured contusion Beyond the anthills of the dawning of this plague I've lost my way Even if this cul-de-sac did pay To reach inside a vault whatever be the cost Sterling clear blackened ice When they drag the lake There's nothing left at all I've defected I've defected I've defected I've defected Well-sutured contusion Beyond the anthills of the dawning of I've lost my way Even if this cul de sac did pay To reach inside a vault whatever be the cost Sterling clear blackened ice When they drag the lake, nothing left at all I've defected I've defected I've defected I've [?] defected (Guitar solo) Oh, oh, oh (Organ solo) [Ad-lib]

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Credits

Writers
  • Cedric Bixler-Zavala
  • Omar Rodríguez-López