Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Watch Me Burn, artist - Silent Theory. Date of issue: 23.05.2018
Song language: English
Watch Me Burn |
| Burn the bridges let them smolder |
| Every lost sucker looking over their shoulder |
| For a little intuition In a lazy superstition Just to help this villian With a little exposure |
| There’s mud in my veins Just to help me get by So help me lie… lie, lie |
| Now I’m stuck here waiting |
| For the flames to burn me down |
| Its like plucking off the wings |
| Of a fly just to watch it drown |
| Now my hands are bound And my head keeps spinning |
| If I just keep calm maybe I’ll keep grinning Now the haze is thick But it seems |
| it’s thinning |
| And I still can’t see the sun |
| 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 |
| It was funny how back then it seemed so fake |
| You would think that a fool |
| Had a lot at stake |
| But times change and lies fade But I will never go away |
| Now I, don’t have time to help you get by So help me lie lie lie |
| Now I’m stuck here waiting |
| For the flames to burn me down |
| Its like plucking off the wings |
| Of a fly just to watch it drown |
| Now my hands are bound And my head keeps spinning |
| If I just keep calm maybe I’ll keep grinning Now the haze is thick But it seems |
| it’s thinning |
| And I still can’t see the sun |
| Better pick it up quick |
| Better get it now |
| This severed chain that I can claim |
| What you could never find I’ve found |
| Now no one run |
| He’s got a gun |
| They’re shooting kids they’re having fun |
| They’re product placed, with a double face |
| They’ve changed the way we play the game |
| Theres an over saturation |
| Of a desperate situation |
| Should we emphasis exposure |
| Maybe place a limitation? |
| Maybe it’s an epidemic |
| We’re deserving what we’re gettin' |
| Are we destined for destruction |
| Or for reconciliation? |
| Now I’m stuck here waiting for |
| The flames to burn me down Its like plucking off the wings |
| Of a fly just to watch it drown |
| Now my hands are bound |
| And my head keeps spinning If I just keep calm |
| Maybe I’ll keep grinning |
| Now the haze is thick But it seems it’s thinning |
| And I still can’t see the sun |