Song Lyrics

Finding

Band: Stockholm Syndrome

Album: Apollo

Bad news phone is ringing again Let us know she’s splingin’ again Here we had our hopes up The incident had passed And stupid flies are living longer Cause ignorance just leaves them stronger And who’d a thought the brilliant ones Would burn so fast We’re finding That everything you said I did is true. Would find me The bad things that I did, I did for you. Would find me The darkness had metallic taste Burlap wrapped around my face The promise I can leave this place Darling I’d do anything for you Harder to connect the dots From friends of Jupiter’s red spots Here we had to chalk it up To eat the jars of ink And no one wants to disappear Swear fidelity through fear Another application of the chloroform to fade We’re finding That everything I did, I did for you. Would find me The bad things that they say I did are true. Would find me We’re finding with my heavy hands in stocks Shackles and electric shock Standing naked on the box Trust me I’d do anything for you You and I will never care, it’s blinding As long as we get answers here, we’re trying A grown up game of truth or dare, it’s binding Rub it till ya rub it raw, celebrate the shock and awe Everything you said I did is true. Would find me The bad things that they say I did for you. Would find me Darkness and metallic taste Burlap wrapped around my face The promise I can leave this place With my heavy hands in stocks Shackles and electric shocks Standing naked on the box, get up on it Wooooooo We’re finding Woooooooooo We’re finding finding Woooooooooo We’re finding finding Darkness and metallic taste Burlap wrapped around my face The promise I can leave this place Darlin’ I’d do anything



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