Feeding Fingers — Vestigial Life lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "Vestigial Life" by Feeding Fingers.

Lyrics

Waiting on a frozen beach for
Footsteps from the sea
From a child with a case of sharp and sterile
Things
And we talk and talk about how much
My Family
Misses
Me As something opens up my Body
My body
I feel her
Remove
Some things
That I don’t
Need
Her siblings using rakes and bags and
Shovels
And soaking wet
Collecting cork and sawdust to stuff my Self
Stitch me up and send me out
To a place where
I believe
That someone
Will forever want my Body
My body
To float
And never sink
Never sink
Never sink
Never sink
Never
Sink