Rabbitology - Magnanimity (Bigger Man) (Official Lyric Video)

Listen to Magnanimity (Bigger Man) from Rabbitology here: https://rabbitology.ffm.to/magnanimity Lyrics: Can you hear her calling? My old body that you buried With the mud and the timber Tried to snuff the rabid light within her She wants to wash you from me This new body that you rattled Till it was quiet, dry-eyed and mature Despite your shouts making me so little She knows that I’m tired Of turning teary cheeks You say it’s best to forgive Let go, maintain the peace But I writhe in my grave And you’ve never lost sleep Begging the moon to have you leave me be Or give me a Spine stretching taller than pines Fingers as long as the space between stars Tongue rough as bloodsucking tides Teeth that can grind down entire mountainsides And all that’s been coming for you (Ooh) (Every spit, every seethe, let them wash over me) (Every sob held in, let it glow ’gainst my ribs) (Every holler I swallowed, every pain left un-wallowed) (Every cheek turned, tearstained, wax this new skin again) Her resting grounds are a dark lake In a little girl’s shape Murky waters churning black Every sob, all the snot, every tear held back My ribs crack in half from one small sip So I leap into it By the time I raise from my bathing I send great waves a-breakin’ with my Spine stretching taller than pines Fingers as long as the space between stars Tongue rough as bloodsucking tides Teeth that can grind down entire mountainsides And I’ll cry for forty nights and days My lake of tears will flood you drowned (Eyes glowing wilder than night) When I splay my shoulder blades like tectonic plates I’ll quake the ground (Footprints blazing down like meteorites) Shining over horizons My eye’s a flame that never snuffs out (Blood spilling rivers of wine) (Heart beating louder than lightning strikes) And I’ll howl so loud I’ll thunder the clouds Say, “Who’s the bigger man now?” Who’s the bigger man now? Who’s the bigger man now? Who’s the bigger man now? (Who’s the big man now?) If all you old men were hares on the mountain How many young girls would take guns and go huntin’? If all you old men were hares on the mountain How many young girls would take guns and go huntin’? I’ll wolf down suns in one whole swallow So you’ll freeze beneath my shoulder’s shadow As cold as my old body you choked As above, so below Mercy is not a word that I know Shed none for me all those moons ago How dare you beg for maturity When you have thirty-one years on me (Every spit, every seethe, let them wash over me) (Every sob I held in, let it glow ’gainst my ribs) (Every holler I swallowed, every pain left un-wallowed) (Every cheek turned, tearstained, wax this new skin again) (Let my veins shake with weight of a little girl’s anger) (As she wraps shaking arms ’round the waist of her eater) (Let these lungs rattle dread, every strung curse unsaid) (I’ll never exhale it all, it never ends) Spine stretching taller than pines Fingers as long as the space between stars Tongue rough as bloodsucking tides Teeth that can grind down entire mountainsides And I glow with an eternal rage My bellowing lungs will smoke you out (Eyes glowing wilder than night) My middle finger digs your grave While the other hand will hunt you down (Footprints blazing down like meteorites) Bones dangling from the mouth On a head that hangs beneath a blackthorn crown (Blood spilling rivers of wine) Her little laugh behind every shout Beg, “Who’s the bigger man now?” (Heart beating louder than lightning strikes) Who’s the bigger man now? Who’s the bigger man now? Who’s the bigger man now?