Zed And Two Naughts Lyrics - Noctourniquet - Mars Volta

I'm not really better 

Mallets crack with every breath, yeah 

I hear them scraping through the branches 

Against my broken window 

When I'll let you in 

A silhouette holds me younger 

Can't poke me with his pinch, yeah 

Flops and drips of nectar 

And excess being 

When she says 

Saint Christopher 

Don't go on wondering 

There's no one left to save 

'Cause no one's at the wheal 

Saint Christopher 

Don't go on wondering 

Nothing left to say 

There's no one left to save 

'Cause no one's at the wheal 

Saint Christopher 

And the cracks with under 

From a gash of stipple rain 

This bed will never rest you 

The answer's in the summon 

While I lay here in 

The stow can fix the crown in 

A wasted dusk of tears 

The potion turns to nectar 

When the pigment leaves the body 

When she says: 

Saint Christopher 

Don't go on wondering 

There's no one left to save 

'Cause no one's at the wheal 

Saint Christopher 

Don't go on wondering 

Nothing left to say 

There's no one left to save 

'Cause no one's at the wheal 

Saint Christopher 

Thanks for praying, thanks for all 

Go, don't like it anymore 

Have your breakfast feed in time 

And they say it ain't too notch 

And they say it ain't too notch 

Painted a full room of caves 

I'll bring dreams of better masses 

Made of pastures 

Labyrinths turning, city maze 

I've been hanging, breeds of cancer 

Every door our children sing 

Watching a blizzard 

Watching a blizzard 

Saint Christopher 

Don't go on wondering 

There's no one left to save 

'Cause no one's at the wheal 

Saint Christopher 

Don't go on wondering 

Nothing left to say 

There's no one left to save 

'Cause no one's at the wheal 

Saint Christopher 

Don't go on wondering 

There's no one left to save 

'Cause no one's at the wheal 

Saint Christopher 

Don't go on wondering 

Nothing left to say 

There's no one left to save 

'Cause no one's at the wheal 

Saint Christopher