The Mars Volta

Maybe I???ll breakdown
Maybe I???ll try
Circumvent innoculation
And I just want a cut
When will I breakdown
Lately I might
Unconnect the fascination
And I just want to touch
This is a list
They???re my demands
Forget the question
Come on bring
Your nervous hands
You read it in my letter,
???Patience worth is dead???
Suffocate the inkwell
I am legion said the pen
Her seraph snout
And cruciform limp
I blame the shrouding
Of a lesser man
My sigil contraptions
They work with
No crutches
Don???t show me
The hinges
I am absent
She came to me
When she was
Pouring out of drool
Under sedation
Under vulgar multitudes
If you stay and try
To fix what you did
The sheets were wet from
All those messages
A million petitions
Her lock with no key
You forfeit the right to be believed
Full implant
Shapeless as a jewel
And I am stranded by eternal solitude
The vault that I call home
It falls beneath your palms