Showbread The Bell Jar song lyrics

To be common place would be unique

But we're so obscure, we're incoherent

Like tongueless vigilantes choking just to make you choke

Rattling, rattling

No nails to hold ideas in place, no expression on your face

Music and her patrons are dead and irrelevant, yeah

Like osteoporosis, she's brittle, she is broken

Brittle, broken, yeah

[Incomprehensible]

Static comes through synthesizers

Megaphones and drum machines

Beauty sounds like smashed guitars

And several references to feedback

Rattling, rattling, no surgery to save your life

No promise, every thing's alright

Music and her patrons are dead and irrelevant

Like osteoporosis she's brittle, she is broken

Brittle, broken, yeah

[Incomprehensible]

Languages must be organic because like flies they fall and die

Music now sleeps

Languages must be organic because like flies they fall and die

Music now sleeps with Latin and Aramaic

It's over, it's over

No more waiting for something to live for

Now it's over, it's over

Everything is dying and we want something more

Now, now, it's over, it's over

No more waiting for something to live for

Nothing, it's over, it's over

Everything is dying and we want something more