Concertina - The Mars Volta

in denial who will come clean all the ravenous debris

in disguise sideswiped by penance cerecloth sentencing

this scapegrace will pay my barking harangue… are you listening?

on the 14th you stole what hasn’t grown old

in denial, file this under a bridge that he can’t leave

will those shadows glare from that blank- rimmed stare in a vacancy hush

aunque me dejaste ahogando en el mar acuestate en la tierra, de la realidad de tu sue±o

manos de recuerdo solamente a ti te odio yo ya me voy

in denial, who will clean up all this ravenous debris

in denial, file this under a bridge that he can’t leave

and the storyville sawbones couldn’t fill

the prescription to mend all the broken wills in the white lie wards — don’t

you pretend

tangled in thorns to walk unborn

and this debt will collect