Noctourniquet Lyrics - Noctourniquet - Mars Volta

Make my bed in droughts of beryl 

I haven't shot this thing in years 

Do you think I'll fold? 

Calloused hands of detriment 

From a crossbow flinch of gasping air 

Do you think I'll 

So long, don't fall apart 

The words have made a perfect burden 

Sewn along your hollow heart 

We'll never hassle you 

Remember at the hips where we once joined 

Severed by the scalpel when we were young 

Do you think I'll fold? 

Held under the water in a blacklist trough 

Buried in the plots of your front steps 

Do you think I'll fold? 

Incinerate the faith that you were taught 

Incinerate your crown of useless flesh 

Do you think I'll 

So long, don't fall apart 

The words have made a perfect burden 

Sewn along your hollow heart 

We'll never hassle you 

And if this life belonged to me 

You can stop the rain from falling 

Tie it on in your mind 

Its your noctourniquet 

And in your fight to live and breathe 

Then you keep it to the night 

Tie it on in your mind 

Its your noctourniquet 

Made my bed in droughts of beryl 

I haven't shot this thing in years 

Do you think I'll fold? 

Your color seems to flower from your hissing tongue 

Your livery of siblings cut from saffron cloth 

Do you think I'll fold? 

I'll reach out through the pavement with the shortest straw 

Lavera, don't play in your mother's drawer 

Do you think I'll fold? 

Come hasten to the first drop of endless flasks 

Heretics and peasants with a quench forboding 

Do you think I'll 

So long, don't fall apart 

The words have made a perfect burden 

Sewn along your hollow heart 

We'll never hassle you 

So long, don't fall apart 

The words have made a perfect burden 

Sewn along your hollow heart 

Whatever one takes, whatever one takes for you