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Stockholm
02:41
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Tell everybody that I’m doing alright
Tell all my friends all about my new life
Tell them I'm happy, we'll always be real tight
And my mother one day, yeah I'll make her proud
But I don't sleep all night
Disappear with the fading light
Keep going circles in my head
So now I can't get no rest
Still in the same cage you placed me in
Nothing changed when I tried believing that it did
Stockholm syndrome, got a reason to live
I'm comfortable with captive if it means this love
No, I don't sleep all night
Disappear with the fading light
Keep going circles in my head
So now I can't get no rest
Just keep lying to myself until my words lose all their meaning
And the world is just a space, cold, staring at the ceiling
And now time slips, falling over, forgetting what it's keeping;
The stream met with the river now I'm drowning in the sea, still
Kept away from my elixir by the force that wants to cure me
This tired game is endless, only myself as the opponent
In the deepest trance of daydream I heard it said so clearly:
My shadow shares a secret, said he never really knew me
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Something Happened
01:36
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Something happened and it can't be undone
Something changed I once loved everyone
Something's different I stopped having fun
(Because I stared too long right at the sun)
Something happened and it can't be undone
Something snapped I am the angry son
Something's broken and that's what I've become
(Because I stared too long... at you)
Not sure I'm searching for a change, change
I'm not certain I could live another way
It's so so sad to never give and never take
Somehow my life got all twisted and turned
Somehow the past and the future got merged
In all of this there's one thing I have learned:
An open door's not always invitation to come in....
But I walked in,
Took a look around.
Now I can't... I can't get out.
It's a suffocating dream that's come and claimed everything
How could just one touch, come to mean so much?
It keeps coming back and I keep coming back to it
For one last taste until I can't live without it
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Relief
02:34
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Yes I can see I'm falling
But just as the story goes
The ground's a distant problem
"So far, so good. So far, so good"
Forever caught between,
The insidious push/pull of relief
And the hands reaching up for me
Can't ever satisfy this need
Never thought that I would be the one to wager all he has (or once had)
Never knew I never cared for all I lost
Sometimes I wonder how I got so deep, in this shit, should have known to avoid
But it's simple as I never had a choice.
Yes I can see I'm falling
But just as the story goes
The ground's a distant problem
"So far, so good. So far, so good"
(But I think I can stand up on my own
Think I can walk the short stretch home
As long as I can keep on moving on...)
Oh, but the moment it gets dark
I feel the full weight of this heart
I start to wonder where you are;
Why you're not here.
And then it comes to me so clear,
The truth that I have feared.
This love's a greater part of me
Than I could ever be of it
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