The Mars Volta

Tourmaline

Equus 3

The Requisition

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Based on the 1990-2000s triphop style that combined unequaled intriguing and distinctive soundschemes with melancolic colors and rare but unforgettable lyrics. 

Harlequinade

I Believe In You

You say, "It must be you, the common thread"
"You're the reason that the other loves are dead"
You paint my past in shades of my own blame
A subtle way to stoke my silent shame
You say, "A real love wouldn't act this way"
Then watch and wait for what I have to say

And you quote "partnership" and "what is fair"
But your conditions leave me standing there...
With all the pieces of a soul you're trying to break.

You say, "This is not how it's done, in a love that's true"
Then in the next breath, tell me you "have no choice but to"
You say you're "only trying to help me be my best"
While tying anchors to my chest
You say, "Who are you? I don't know you anymore"
As you're the one who's slamming shut the door
You had your part to play, but now the curtain's fallin'
And I'm not answering your callin'.

You praise her discipline, her form, her frame
A not-so-subtle way to fan the flame
You say, "I couldn't leave, the fear's too great"
"To be alone with such a lonely fate"
You talk of "shared gardens," "shared expense"
It's just a web of false benevolence

And you claim "strength," but then you cry and plead
A tangled, twisted, selfish, desperate need...
For a guarantee I never could, and never would, make.

You say, "This is not how it's done, in a love that's true"
Then in the next breath, tell me you "have no choice but to"
You say you're "only trying to help me be my best"
While tying anchors to my chest
You say, "Who are you? I don't know you anymore"
As you're the one who's slamming shut the door
You had your part to play, but now the curtain's fallin'
And I'm not answering your callin'.

All your "helpful" questions were just traps in disguise
Your "sacrifices" were your own compromise
You wanted me to beg, to prove my worth to you
But the greatest truth I learned is this: your fear is not my truth.
You said the rules were always mine, a selfish, cruel design
But the only rule you had was "You must always still be mine... on my line."

You SAID that's not how it's done, in a love that's TRUE!
But your "no choice" was always just a lie to keep you safe with her, not me and you!
You weren't trying to help me be my best, you were trying to CONTROL my chest!
I know who I am, and I am NOT the one you knew before!
I'm the one who's walking out the door!
You had your part to play, and now the play is done!
And I'm not running... I've already won.
It was never about love.
It was never about love.
It was always about control.
And I... am letting go.

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