The Pig

Unveiling the Inner Struggle: Showbread's Revelatory Melody
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Lyrics

I know the way inside my heart

I understand my own emotions and desires.

But nothing seems to get that far

Despite my understanding, I struggle to make progress.

I've spent my life down on my back

I've lived a passive life, perhaps facing challenges lying down.

It falls asleep, it pops and cracks

My body experiences discomfort, possibly symbolizing aging or decay.


And when the sun comes up again

The cycle of life repeats, with the sun representing renewal.

My body dries and shrivels

Physical decay is evident as the body undergoes changes.

Then some nice man is over me

A compassionate person attends to me in my vulnerable state.

So I throw up and giggle

I respond with a mixture of discomfort and amusement.


There was a time when I was blank

There was a time of innocence, transparency, but not purity.

And see through but never white as snow

Despite being see-through, I was never entirely pure.

Just made of rippled glass

My being is fragile, like rippled glass.

I thought that it was sealed but now I know

Assumed protection is shattered, revealing vulnerability.


In goes a tiny seed that splits open

A transformative event occurs, marked by the introduction of a seed.

With rotten spice and sage

The seed carries negative qualities, like rotten spice and sage.

And then the numbness is consuming me

Numbness or apathy begins to consume the person.

Just like a sweeping plague

This emotional numbness spreads like a plague.


My soul is cheap, lay on top of me

Repetition emphasizes the feeling of cheapness, possibly a sense of low self-worth.

My soul is cheap, lay on top of me

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My soul is cheap, lay on top of me

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My soul is cheap, lay on top of me

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My soul is cheap, lay on top of me

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My soul is cheap, lay on top of me

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I peel myself up off the floor

The person struggles to rise but expresses exhaustion.

Say, ?I can't do this anymore?

An acknowledgment of inability to cope with the situation.

But then my soul has run away

The essence of the self, the soul, seems to elude the person.

So I lay down another day

Despite struggles, the person resigns to another day of passivity.

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