Song: Stockholm Syndrome
Year: 2022
Viewed: 59 - Published at: 3 years ago

Lie in your lies
Perfect the right disguise
Ooh

Disguise, disguise, disguise
Yeah

Every now and then you need…

A repeated lesson
Perma-adolescence
Everything fluorescent
Every day obsessin’
The air In here’s electric
Aye

Uh
I’m down with the sick again
I’m playing this game again
Hours and hours turn me into dull boy
Diggin and power drillin’ in my skull boy
Somebody tell ‘em that I found a way
To fight the undertow, out of my brain
I hope that I stay out and basque in the day
Coz running in circles is my specialty
Lie in your lies
Perfect the right disguise
Everybody fooled
Means you’re free to use
Free to self-abuse
Your captor and your noose

Everything you do to me
Is coursing through with spikes in veins
And every time that I abstain
You know that they come for you
What you tryna prove

Yeah, aye

Uh
I’m back at the start again
Tired
I just hit the floor again
Higher
Every day thinking of clever new ways
To undo my progress and undo my pain
Keep telling myself this is only a phase
But now I’m alone and I’m trapped in this maze
Weeks spinnin’ by like they just drawn out for days
‘Til your runnin’ on empty and all starts to fade
Lie in your lies
Perfect the right disguise
Everybody fooled (fooled)
Means you’re free to use (yeah)
Free to self-abuse
Your captor and your noose, oh

Everything you do to me (me)
Is coursing through with spikes in veins (in veins)
And every time that I abstain (abstain) (abstain)
You know that they come for you
What you tryna prove

And everything you’ve done for me… (for me)

Withers away…
And as I dim the light away (as I dim the light away)
Know that I hold onto (I’m a weight for you)
The man that I used to be

Perfect the right disguise…

Yeah

Everything you do to me
Is coursing through with spikes in veins
And every time that I abstain
You know that they come for you
What you tryna prove
Everything you give to me (to me) (then you got the got the key to my heart)
Is everything you take from me, from me, from me (and I'll never tear us apart)
And as it squeezes life away…
You know that they come for you
What you tryna prove
I, I, I
Yeah

( Chris Caulfield )
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