The Bell Jar

Lyrics for The Bell Jar

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 And rendered useless, yeah 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 everything's all right Music and her patrons are dead and irrelevant, yeah Like osteoporosis, she's brittle, she is broken Brittle, broken, yeah And rendered useless, yeah 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 Yeah It's over, it's over No more waiting for something to live for Yeah It's over, it's over Everything is dying and we want something more Yeah 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