Showbread The Vulture Lyrics

(Nervosa)

My lips are parting like sweet sorrow
I taste it
I hear the whimpering, the silence then the sigh
The little ugly voice is stifled underneath my body
I feel it kicking in my stomach while it dies

Ask me how dying feels so good

Do you ever wish you'd never been born? Ask me
Do you ever wish you'd never been born? That's me.

The resonance becomes a fist and numbs my face my teeth my backbone
I'm learning that it gets easy to shut it out
And soon the life comes leaking out it throws in death and dies alone
Tastes like copper losing taste smeared on my mouth
So speak to me my little child
You dying baby
Stooped in ink, fromaldhyde the bubbles pop
Why can't you grow? I want to know
Am I so far gone? Just writhing in the dirt
I'm lost and going on

(Anorexia)

I keep clawing at my ears and they keep ringing
I keep filling them with dirt and still they go on singing
Where are you going, where have you been?
The voice, it wants to leap from me or take me from within

But I am not a robot and I am not a slave
I will not lick the feet of it that begs me to behave

I wrap the sound in silence until it cannot breathe
And trade the singing in for something horrible that suits me
Because I am my own, because I will decide
To pry apart the hinges that keep me blank and waiting on the outside

It's easy to hear this voice
It's easy to turn it off
It's easy to make this choice
It's easy to turn yourself off

I am becoming something that I need to be
To bury this ringing in something deep and dark inside me
And in its place I hear a whisper powerful and new
Singing sweetly in my ear
"Do whatever you want to"