Mars Volta (The)

Teflon
I just don't know the layman's termsto call the mess you breedwhat thaws beneath this surfacesoils blood to your family treeThe dates, they changewith each new phaseI'm anxious bouts of nervousWhat am I without the bruisesthis switch, it won't come on what do I do to lose itbeneath this distress callLet the wheels burn, let the wheels burnstack the tires to the neck with a body insideFrames of infraredkeep scrolling into focusscarab crank the busy signalwith the habits that you noticeThe dates they changewith each new phaseI'm anxious bouts of nervousLetras de cancionesWhat am I without the bruisesthis switch, it won't come on what do I do to lose itbeneath this distress callLet the wheels burn, let the wheels burnstack the tires to the neck with a body insideTaking all the hostages into the Oval Officedraw the curtains, part their hairand pull the trigger softlyIf they have me committedthen I'll just take you with meone driver in your motorcadeis all it takes, is all it takesSandmen grains in teflon veinsis all it takes, is all it takesWhat am I without the bruisesthis switch, it won't come on what do I do to lose itbeneath this distress callLet the wheels burn, let the wheels burnstack the tires to the neck with a body inside From Letras Mania