EARLY ACCESS | How to Eat Life

I opened my files yesterday and noticed "Hey, I am SUPER close to finishing How to Eat Life... I think I will surprise drop it on the world!"
So, sorry for its suddenness, haha, but I have LOTS of other projects I am working on and didn't wanna put this one off any longer. It's so nice to be able to revisit a cover that is rather beloved in the Trickle community. I hope that those of you that remember my old cover can smile when you hear how far I have come when comparing the two. Thank you for continuing your support of me, my channel, and my dreams. This song's message is one of pushing past what eats us inside- I really care about this one a lot, so please enjoy :)

Lyrics:
There's a hunger inside of the backpacker,
Once again eaten up with anger
Starving just for the chance to see your face
Is nothing more than a waste, an empty plate
Bibbidi Bobbide Bou-

I'll repeat again with no end
A waste of breath, I can't escape the monster that I hide

Yet again I run away from all that's inside
This is the wrong dish,
Nothing is in this,
Chasing a real meal is making me restless
I've been so cold, just wanted a hand to hold mine through the night
A warmth I'll never know or ever find

My heart is hard from beating on so empty
While drowning in the dirty sea within me
The beauty of the waves that drown night sing
There's no ignoring

Come tonight,
There's still a fight for this life before daylight
You're out of time, there's nowhere to hide
I want to blind my eyes
From these days I fight
And stop eating myself inside
I Couldn't find,
A way to hear your voice through my cloudy mind
My head is spinning
Can't hide what lies behind
What's inside of you and I
I'll never escape from the pain that I'm trying to fight
It eats away at everything that lurks behind my mind


Dancing at night in my mind, a Mad Hatter
Close my eyes just to find he's not there
Starving just for the chance to see his face
Is nothing more than a waste, an empty plate

I'm crying at the thought of what I am
Memories tore my stomach open
The words I swallowed tight are thorns that stab me every night
What a waste of plate thinking that I could change

Thinking I'm human by
Using a cutting knife
Another lie I buy swallowing up my life
Table is full, we gather for my Last Supper tonight
I say my prayers before I thrust the knife

I slit this throat and eat the adam's apple
Licking my fingers I've become animal
A fork is useless if these hands are feral
No one had taught me how to hold the handle
I didn't try to see the truth inside me,
I weighed my life and ate it all so blindly
While staring in the dying fire,
tell me,
What is it you see?

Come tonight,
There's still a fight for this life before daylight
You're out of time, there's nowhere to hide
I want to blind my eyes
From these days I fight
And stop eating myself inside
I Couldn't find,
A way to hear your voice through my cloudy mind
My head is spinning
Can't hide what lies behind
What's inside of you and I
I'll never escape from the pain that I'm trying to fight
It eats away at everything that lurks behind my mind

Take the knife
Before I finish eating myself tonight