Councillor Lyrics & Chords By Arthur Beatrice

Laid out
Be my calm
Hear the dearest threats of the guns

Exercise and test
Well, that feels wrong
Know me as the best you've ever loved

Never heard
To the throne
Far from home
And all full blown
Only though

So help this poor thing down on all his fours
Retching with the words you've never heard
Full grown and fit to burst

And of those eyes
I cannot find the face once had
Drain me of all the sin, I'm done
Hollow as the best ever had

For the first
To the throne
Far from home
And all full blown

So help this poor thing down on all his fours
Retching with the words you've never heard
Full grown and fit to burst