Lyrics: SHOWBREAD "MOUTH LIKE A MAGAZINE" (0/1)

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Turning over in interrupted slumber

Turning over in interrupted slumber,

You ponder others, growing ever wakeful

You ponder others, growing ever wakeful,

You've locked the vermin in the other bedroom

You've locked the vermin in the other bedroom,

To be so perfect causes you to feel so thankful

To be so perfect causes you to feel so thankful,

Now find the fault because your boyfriend can't read,

Now find the fault because your boyfriend can't read

Reflecting on to you is all the bitterness you need,

Reflecting on to you is all the bitterness you need

So unhappy, yet so preoccupied,

So unhappy, yet so preoccupied

Never found beaten down with your forked tongue tied.

Never found beaten down with your forked tongue tied

Your eulogy is like poetry,

Your eulogy is like poetry

But your mouth is like a magazine.

But your mouth is like a magazine

Your eulogy is like poetry

Queen dependency is cowering, please don't be confused,

But your mouth is like a magazine

You are vacant and submissive, receptive to abuse,

Virtue isn't tangible, and sense of self is dated,

Queen dependency is cowering, please don't be confused

Names constant on your cracked lips are now eviscerated,

You are vacant and submissive, receptive to abuse

Your spine is made of metal, Your veins are bound in electric tape,

Virtue isn't tangible and sense of self is dated

And all along an impulse lights at random in your face,

Names constant on your cracked lips are now eviscerated

Yough cought up an offering and forget which words are lies,

Then your skull echoes a singeing pop, as your brain is cauterized.

Your spine is made of metal, your veins are bound in electric tape

And all along an impulse lights at random in your face

Within the walls I hear all of its legs,

You caught up an offering and forget which words are lies

There must be so many to carry it over our heads,

Then your skull echoes a singeing pop as your brain is cauterized

Seething and unsettled and oh such a let down,

And now these rusty spokes inside my head are making such a grating sound.

Your eulogy is like poetry

But your mouth is like a magazine

Your eulogy is like poetry

But your mouth is like a magazine

Your eulogy is like poetry

But your mouth is like a magazine

Your eulogy is like poetry

But your mouth is like a magazine

Within the walls I hear all of it's legs

There must be so many to carry it over our heads

Seething and unsettled and, oh, such a let down

And now these rusty spokes inside my head

Are making such a grating sound

Your legacy is like poetry

But your mouth is like a magazine

Your eulogy is like poetry

But your mouth is like a magazine

Your eulogy is like poetry

But your mouth is like a magazine

Your eulogy is like poetry

But your mouth is like a magazine

Yeah yeah

Yeah wow

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