The Mars Volta - Caught In The Sun lyrics

I am coming this way Caught in this world Caught in this world Caught in this world You remember differing Who will save you? In your odd Who will be the first? And I feel sorry for all the anglophiles Who's a member of the sevenage of our club Let me see what's inside your backpack In a back full of bones And I know im in favor copied Are you caught in this land? Whats your odd? And I felt the tips of your paddling broken back up Scribbly written like a back capulary It beats all these coajulate seats That you so proudly wear around your necks like a badge of courage And this is where I'll be not having a bag of my privilege sworn And I'm wanted like a picket on your bleeding How blurred is it? How bad is it? Go to your... Tell me if the pair allergic Has equized in the used screams It has sewers swallowing in the vast fellony Its a blood sail in its hills It distracted to the animal farm Caught in this world Caught in here...