Mars Volta Frances The Mute Lyrics

Frances The Mute Lyrics

A. In thirteen seconds

B. Nineteen sank, while six would swim

C. Five would grow and one was dead



It’s been thirteen seconds

Since you all last said

I’ve become the apparition

You predicted for my death

You said that flirting brings you

Closer to the end

You can bait into the water

But you’ll never get the hint

And like a stain of bricks goes

Dancing by your head

Plucked from an icebox

Grafted on my skin

My coat has hid the marks

Mink hits the shovel fix

Near the sway of pendulums

Boar abrasions and a kiss�

She said, “I’ll never let them hurt you

I’ll never let them in

What you took from me is mine

What is mine I’ll never give�

Mascara glass in the molar weeds

Herash,a serpent infancy

His eye patch pussed a gap of sand

Into his shine a sedative

More and more the dirt collects

You’ll never find her body now

In a closet festered in a secret air

Blonde underneath a blackened hair

He never knew the colony

Gestated in his bed

Mingle with the carnivores you’ve something both in common now

Till one day his wasted breath

Swollen throat and karma debt

Set foot inside a parlor, to find her drunken by receipts

He held her by the ankles

Gutted at the nave, yes gutted and depraves

He tied a rope around her legs

And let her hang for seven days



[Chorus] This never happened, but I saw you leave,

And crawl into a bed of broken windows