Every word spoken
Every death's unhinged
Forgive the unborn
Flightless are their wings
Every mouths open
Every sound's infringed
Cleanse the unspoken
Hours turn into days
I have to ask you, why'd you put your faith in me?
I've been waiting patiently
Carefully crafting every lie
Out of time? We barely scratched the surface.
Just leave the black book in the aisle following the service
Call it luck, oh I'd call it something.
I'd call it faith but i was raised to know better
Drown my sorrows in the well
Every bridge crossed, every moment passed.
It fades away into the void
This way sorrow comes, with misery in tow (though it never left)
Throw caution to the wind, if it fails, bury your head in the sand
I never meant this, please put that faith in someone else.
Call it luck, I'd call it something. I know better than to question it.
Where there's death, there is grief.
Where there's sorrow, you'll find me.
Where there's drink, there is sin, careful not to fall for him
If you knew grief was fathered this way, then how could you,
put all of your faith in someone like me
from Self-Titled EP,
released January 30, 2017
All music written and performed by Constructor
Recorded, mixed & mastered by Gav Burrough at Tidy Studios