Mouth Like A Magazine (Age Of Reptiles Album Version) - Showbread

Written by：Joshua Stephen Porter/Ivory Laconta Mobley/John David Giddens/James Matthew davis/Patrick Ryan Porter/Michael Ernest Jensen/Jr. Reilly

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

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

You caught up an offering and forget which words are lies

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

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 yeah

Yeah wow