The Lion and The Liar

Album cover art for "The Lion and The Liar" by American Theory

American Theory - Rock, Funk Rock

The Lion and The Liar

2 Plays

Duration: 4:15

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Lyrics

A chasing of the wind; My hands and teeth are clenched On things that mean nothing And now, my nose is bleeding This is embezzlement And mischief is in fashion Something about this look It cuts you deep inside To separate the skin From the surface, and To kill an honest man With honest, good intentions Here comes my betrayer now; Oh my god, their lips are puckered Your looks tear at my flesh I can't help it, I still feel your Lips on our neck Just when you think that you've got Nothing else to lose Your deepest fears inside will Take control of you Why do we keep encaged The lion and the truth? Let them be, let them be But don't you dare believe This whole world is hanging on by a thread But scar-less wrists give way to their lying eyes A winding of the chase An offering of grace A trust has been misplaced; My hands are in suspension These are the tools of trade We succeed in industry by Nailing the innocent to crosses And offering them sanctum We're at the mercy of The ones who drink the wine They're playing number games With water left behind We have no place to go We have no place to be Our knees buckling beneath The weight of heavy breathing Caught in between Just when you think that you've got Nothing else to lose Your deepest fears inside will Take control of you Why do we keep encaged The lion and the truth? Let it be, let them be But don't you dare believe This whole world is hanging on by a thread But scarless wrists give way to their lying eyes YOUR lying eyes So cut your strings out of our chest And take your hands out of our mouths So we can spit your words out And we'll be set free from this burden

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Credits

Producers
  • Drew Cyphers