Vicarious Atonement

By The Mars Volta

On Amputechture

Released on September 12, 2006

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[Instrumental Intro]


[Verse]

Don't you pretend

That I'm not alive

My bones never ache

Unless she's nearby

Where is your face?

In a safe of dead tongues

I can see your reflection

In your totem first born

I suspect (Oh, oh, oh, oh)

You've been carryin' a pack of wolves (A pack of wolves, oh, oh, oh)

I regret (Oh, oh, oh, oh)

Not killin' you while I had the chance (I know I had the chance, I know I had, no, no, no)


[Chorus]

Maybe I will always haunt you

Mark the somnolence with truth

Better hang your dead palace

Than have a livin' home to lose

In the River Ganges, God damns my name


[Outro]

Don't let these hands sharpen your eyes (A rasp of tails)

Don't let these hands sharpen your eyes (A rasp of tails)

Don't let these hands sharpen your eyes (A rasp of tails)

Don't let these hands sharpen your eyes (A rasp of tails)

Don't let these hands sharpen your eyes (A rasp of tails)

Don't let these hands sharpen your eyes (A rasp of tails)

Don't let these hands sharpen your eyes (A rasp of tails)