Wax Simulacra - The Mars Volta

Came back to tell yourself I broke in twos,

Define the puncture, when will I know to,

I found something to shake by the roots,

I come along to see what’s in your room,

The Coma’s spending time to answer you,

I need something laid out for him,

Am I waiting now,

Does my waiting howl,

Am I waiting now?

Does my waiting howl.

I bring an avalanche of taunted bones,

Contaminate your cravings if you choose,

To pray something then extra will spill

Whom after me form out a content high,

Inhale the vapors that will heal your smile,

Hope for something to shake by the roots.

Am I waiting now,

Does my waiting howl,

Am I waiting now,

Does my waiting howl.

Bring me the tame,

Witness germinating the child,

The word of mouth stutters,

Blink at the lonely guise