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