Hey!
What give you right to question where I stand
Who I answer to or if I'd ever bite the hand
That feeds, you unholy beggars
That steals and devices and leaves empty Inside
Inside, Inside, we're all longing for more inside
Inside, Inside, we're all longing for
I'm a means to an end, a metaphor of death
(a bitter pill to swallow)
I'm a means to an end, an idiom itself
(a bitter pill to swallow)
March to the rhythm of your heartbeat's collapse
We're strung up by our morals and our longing sense of greed
March to the rhythm of the death that's approaching
God knows if i can muster up the courage that i need
Honour is all we'll sacrifice
When living by the skin of our teeth
Now i speak for every single one of us
When i say
It's whats inside that determines the outcome
It's whats inside that defines the man you grow up to be
Its whats inside
whats inside, whats inside
Save me from hate that is spread
And believe me, its all in your head
We've left our souls with the ones we've lost
I am a means to an end
All in a metaphor of death
In the idioms of greed; the solution you need
We're gracefully biting that bullet indeed
The idioms of greed; Salvation for me
I look to the sky to save me from myself
credits
from EP,
track released November 17, 2013
Written and Performed by Constructor
Recorded, Mixed & Mastered by Todd Campbell
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