Teflon

Song

Teflon

The Mars Volta · Octahedron · 2009 · 5:04

Lyrics

Just don't know the layman's terms To call the mess you breed Crawls beneath this surface Soils blood to your family tree The dates, they changed With each new phase I'm anxious bouts of nervous What am I without the bruises? These switches won't come on What do I do to lose it Beneath this distress call? Oh-oh Let the wheels burn, let the wheels burn Stack the tires to the neck with the body inside Let the wheels burn, let the wheels burn Stack the tires to the neck with the body inside Frames of infrared Keep scrolling into focus Scarab claimed the busy signal With the habits that you noticed The dates, they changed With each new phase I'm anxious bouts of nervous What am I without the bruises? These switches won't come on What do I do to lose it Beneath this distress call? Oh-oh Let the wheels burn, let the wheels burn Stack the tires to the neck with the body inside Let the wheels burn, let the wheels burn Stack the tires to the neck with the body inside Take in all the hostages Into the Oval Office Draw the curtains, part their hair And pull the trigger softly If they have become empty Then I'll just take you with me One driver in your motorcade Is all it takes, is all it takes Selling graves in Teflon veins Is all it takes is all it takes What am I without the bruises? These switches won't come on What do I do to lose it Beneath this distress call? Oh-oh Let the wheels burn, let the wheels burn Stack the tires to the neck with the body inside Let the wheels burn, let the wheels burn Stack the tires to the neck with the body inside

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