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Silent Theory
Silent Theory
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mitchell Allen Swanger
Mitchell Allen Swanger
Songwriter
Dakota Jerns
Dakota Jerns
Songwriter

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[Verse 1]
All this venom that speak
Condescending, no pretending
Vandalize the weak
Ask for seconds, no repenting
Blood in my eyes, so I guess it's okay
[Verse 2]
Burn the bridges, let them smolder
Every sorry sucker looking over their shoulder
For a little intuition and a lazy superstition
Just to help this venom with a little exposure
[PreChorus]
There's mud in my veins just to help me get by
By, by, by
So help me lie (Lie)
Lie (Lie)
Lie (Lie)
[Chorus]
Now I'm stuck here, waiting for the flames to burn me down
Burn me down, burn me down
It's like plucking off the wings of a fly just to watch it drown
Watch it drown, watch it drown
Now my hands are bound, and my head keeps spinning
If I just keep calm, maybe I'll keep grinning
Yeah, the haze is thick, but it seems it's thinning
And I still can't see the sun
[Verse 3]
When you kick the nest that holds the hornet
It stings the flesh, a toxin born
With no regret, absorb the thorn
Preach the hate, yet beg for more
Pay for the ways that you help decay
The shame I can blame, but the price to pay
Is a hefty one, a lonely one
A violent vigilante with a loaded gun
[Verse 4]
It was funny now, but then it seemed so fake
You would think that a fool had a lot at stake
But tides change, and lies fade
But I will never go away
[PreChorus]
Now I don't have time to help you get by
Get by, get by
So help me lie (Lie)
Lie (Lie)
Lie (Lie)
[Chorus]
Now I'm stuck here, waiting for the flames to burn me down
Burn me down, burn me down
It's like plucking off the wings of a fly just to watch it drown
Watch it drown, watch it drown
Now my hands are bound, and my head keeps spinning
If I just keep calm, maybe I'll keep grinning
Yeah, the haze is thick, but it seems it's thinning
And I still can't see the sun
[Bridge]
Now my hands are bound
Bound, bound
And I'm spinning
Spinning, spinning, spinning
Now my hands are bound
Bound, bound
And I'm spinning
[Outro]
Now I'm stuck here, waiting for the flames to burn me down
Hands are bound, and my head keeps spinning
It's like plucking off the wings of a fly just to watch it drown
Hands are bound, and my head keeps spinning
Now my hands are bound, and my head keeps spinning
If I just keep calm, maybe I'll keep grinning
Yeah, the haze is thick, but it seems it's thinning
And I still can't see the sun
Written by: Dakota Jerns, George Swanger, Mitchell Allen Swanger, Robert James, Scott Swanger
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