Testo Trinkets Pale of Moon - The Mars Volta
Testo della canzone Trinkets Pale of Moon (The Mars Volta), tratta dall'album Noctourniquet
By the landfill I lust
I burn the clothing before I dig into the ground
I am Janis-faced, Belial with vines
You're gonna wish you hadn't run
Clerodina's calling me
I hear the hearts of tiny beating drums
I feign umbrage at my bruising fists
You're gonna wish you hadn't run
And with these trinkets, pale of moon
Some nascent child's become a bludgeon of wrinkles
When I nurse your tired heart
For every time you hear this strain
Of lullabies collapsing, walk towards the echo
Let it hold your trembling
Their gourds are punctured easily
Amnesia fumes in little twists of silk
Induce this multi-strobed melody
You're gonna wish you hadn't run
I sing ill-wrappеd C.D.M
My father taught me when I was young
You'll wear the tattеred fringe of hangnail regalia
You're gonna wish you hadn't run
And with these trinkets, pale of moon
Some nascent child's become a bludgeon of wrinkles
When I nurse your tired heart
For every time you hear this strain
Of lullabies collapsing, walk towards the echo
Let it hold your trembling
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Writer(s): Omar Rodriguez, Cedric Bixler
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