SHOWBREAD

"Mouth Like A Magazine"

Turning over in interrupted slumber,
You ponder others, growing ever wakeful,
You've locked the vermin in the other bedroom,
To be so perfect causes you to feel so thankful,
Now find the fault because your boyfriend can't read,
Reflecting on to you is all the bitterness you need,
So unhappy, yet so preoccupied,
Never found beaten down with your forked tongue tied.

Your eulogy is like poetry,
But your mouth is like a magazine.

Queen dependency is cowering, please don't be confused,
You are vacant and submissive, receptive to abuse,
Virtue isn't tangible, and sense of self is dated,
Names constant on your cracked lips are now eviscerated,
Your spine is made of metal, Your veins are bound in electric tape,
And all along an impulse lights at random in your face,
Yough cought up an offering and forget which words are lies,
Then your skull echoes a singeing pop, as your brain is cauterized.

Within the walls I hear all of its 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.

Man I'm in the scremo, emo and hardcore music mood now, like raw rock rawks man, all the screaming of voice and the heavy guitars, wow just blows your mind away. This song is like stuck in my head, it RAWKS, seriously just awesome, this band Showbread is unique, their like a seven piece band and they have like a key-tar, thats like a keyboard made to be like a guitar, how cool is that !!??!? Haha yeah, like I'm in my crazy jump around and get high with the loud music mood now, you don't wanna see me when I'm listening to my stuff cause I really look like a crazy druggie =P yeah, I headbang till I'm all sweaty and like I needa sit down for a rest awhile cause my head is spinning =P Thats what musics all about man, feeling the music and just moving with it, haha i just like to many genres of music =P