Stockholm Mask from Badlands by Trespasser
Tracklist
14. | Stockholm Mask | 4:04 |
Lyrics
Lost sight of everyone.
Loneliness as empty as the fog.
I've no choice but to run and hide,
Haunted day and night by this black dog.
Unwilling fugitive
Dredging up resistance from my core.
Switch, cover up to give a false
Impression of me forever more
Crushed under the weight of a thousand fucking lies,
This Stockholm Syndrome existence
Dug my own grave and lined it well with broken promises,
But I refuse to die.
Still alive, still functioning,
Burning all the bridges that I cross.
Won't stop now everything is gone,
When you feel nothing at all you feel no loss
A thousand lies, a thousand deaths, a thousand fucking more
A thousand shattered slivers of life
Manifest in me, distorted mocker iof self, but hear me:
I WILL NOT STOP NOW!
Dug my own grave and lined it well with broken promises,
But I refuse to die.