Stockholm Syndrome Pt.1 - You Say Party! We Say Die!

You’ve got to crack the skin

And break a bone

You’ve got to shake a limb

And fill the marrow

You’ve got to run, run, run, run, run, run, run away

They say you want to run away with us

You’ve got to give us all your trust

We’re gonna strip you of your face

Gonna take you apart and leave not one trace

If I could take my own two hands

… The weather of your plans

Just take that stuff behind my back

My face to the wall of will

I only know the things I know, I will crawl

You’re twisting me over to the side of the track

If I were you, I’d go back

Don’t say I know you make me sick

They say you want to run away with us

You’ve got to give us all your trust

We’re gonna strip you of your face

Gonna take you apart and leave not one trace

You’re twisting me over to the side of the track

If I were you, I’d go back (x2)