The Mars Volta – Flash Burns from Flashbacks Lyrics
I never knew if I should ask you
I never thought [the/that?] time was right
He’s the proof that untouched rules
A courtroom sketch of lifeless eyes
The constant need to disassemble
The softening that holds its reigns
I think I’m comin’ undone
He brought the gavel to run
All the crooked, little cities
And the starlets got their drinks now
Oh, [?] makes your [?]
Push the hoax and drill the script
Teleprompter or polygraph?
I’ll try to erase it
But your faith has set the trap
I think I’m comin’ undone
He brought the gavel to run
All the crooked, little cities
The burning film and I’ll project it
A [?]’s amnesia
Memories, they’re not so fond of my mind
And I will erase you
The flash burns from flashbacks
I think I’m comin’ undone
He brought the gavel to run
All the crooked, little cities
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
I think I’m comin’ undone
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
I think I’m comin’ undone
I think I’m comin’ undone
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
I think I’m comin’ undone
I think I’m comin’ undone
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
I think I’m comin’ undone
