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• Artiste: Mars Volta (The)
• Titre: Flash Burns From Flashbacks
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I never knew if I should ask you I never thought [the/that?] time was right He's the proof, the untouched rules A courtroom sketch of lifeless eyes The constant need to disassemble The softening that holds us reigns I think I’m comin' undone He brought the gavel to run All the crooked, little cities And the starlets got their drinks now [?] makes your [?] Push the hoax and drill the script Teleprompter or polygraph? I'll try to erase it But your faith has set thе trap I think I’m comin' undone He brought the gavеl to run All the crooked, little cities The [?] and I'll project it A [?]'s amnesia Memories are not so fond of my mind And I will erase you The flash burns from flashbacks I think I'm comin' undone He brought the gavel to run All the crooked, little cities No, no, no, no, no, no, no No, no, no, no, no, no, no I think I'm comin' undone No, no, no, no, no, no, no I think I’m comin’ undone I think I'm comin’ undone No, no, no, no, no, no, no I think I'm comin' undone I think I'm comin’ undone No, no, no, no, no, no, no I think I'm comin' undone