The Mars Volta

There was once a boy
With knives stuck in his voice
All he wanted
All he wanted was a little affection

Until one day he came
To tempt his mother’s taste
All she wanted
All she wanted was to spread her infection

Spit and spinned though we refuse
- fumes to loosen you to everything
That's not his fault

They’ve stolen all of my love
Buried in absentia
Can you hear in my vitreous heart
Breaking in absentia
-
I am turned
I won’t ever let you go
They’ve stolen all of my love
Yes they’ve stolen all of my love

He returns alone
Changes here nor there
Does it want some
Does it want a little insurrection

My regrets
His somatic fate
Walk out incision
He turned down a reason
I’ve just got to get out of here

Spit and spinned though we refuse
- fumes to loosen you to everything
That's not his fault

They’ve stolen all of my love
Buried in absentia
Can you hear my vitreous heart
Breaking in absentia
It's moments that hurt
I'm all -
I won’t ever let you go
They’ve stolen all of my love
Yes they’ve stolen all of my love

Taken by the night
Diane keeps remembrance
Check the puzzle does it fit
I am alpha and omega

And on the seventh day I rise
Past the pains of my resistance
When the son gives up his throne
What becomes of this theft?

Dasara
Make these shackles go away
Dasara
Won’t you help me stand my ground if I should fall

Dasara
As long as I am injured
Dasara
As long as I remember