The Spiral of Silence

Title: The Spiral of Silence Artist: Black Thread Union [Intro] [Verse 1] I kept the sentence behind my teeth Let it rot in the heat underneath A little truth with a loaded sound Gets buried fast when the room turns round I saw the shape of the public knife Watched the comment thread come alive So I folded my tongue into something clean And fed it back to the fucking machine [Pre-Chorus] Check the weather Check the room Check the faces Check the wound Say it softer Say it less Keep the target Off your chest [Chorus] Bite your tongue until it bleeds Just feed the machine exactly what it needs The mob is waiting with the jury online They’ll hang you for a reasonable doubt every time The spiral of silence Turns tight in the throat You swallow your voice And call it keeping the room [Verse 2] I watched a good man get erased For saying the wrong thing in the wrong fucking space Not guilty yet, just poorly framed Wrong kind of blood with the wrong kind of name Every safe word came pre-approved Every honest thought got quietly removed So I learned to smile with the volume low And let the ugly consensus grow [Pre-Chorus] Check the weather Check the room Check the faces Check the wound Say it softer Say it less Keep the target Off your chest [Chorus] Bite your tongue until it bleeds Just feed the machine exactly what it needs The mob is waiting with the jury online They’ll hang you for a reasonable doubt every time The spiral of silence Turns tight in the throat You swallow your voice And call it keeping the room [Bridge] I did not agree I just survived I did not believe I stayed alive I did not kneel I disappeared Into the shape Of what they wanted to hear [Build] What they wanted to hear What they wanted to hear What they wanted What they wanted [Breakdown] No wrong face No wrong word No loose thought No blackbird No raised hand No real name No open mouth No clean flame [Final Chorus] Bite your tongue until it bleeds Just feed the machine exactly what it needs The mob is waiting with the jury online They’ll hang you for a reasonable doubt every time The spiral of silence Turns tight in the throat You swallow your voice And call it keeping the room Bite your tongue Hold your breath Keep your name Away from death [Outro] I kept it clean I kept it small I said nothing And lost it all I said nothing I said nothing I said—