Monday, November 24, 2003 @6:55 PM
Stockholm Syndrome by Blink 182
This is the first (thing I remember)
now it's the last (thing left on my mind)
afraid of the dark (do you hear me whisper)
an empty heart (replaced with paranoia)
where do we go (life's temporary)
after we're gone (like new years resolutions)
why is this hard (do you recognize me)
I know I'm wrong (but I can't help believing)
I'm so lost
I'm barely here
I wish I could explain myself
but words escape me
it's too late
to save me
you're too late
you're too late
You're cold with disappointment
while I'm drowning in the next room
the last contagious victim of this plague between us
I'm sick with apprehension
I'm crippled from exhaustion
and I dread the moment when you finally come to kill me
This is the first (thing I remember)
now it's the last (thing left on my mind)
afraid of the dark (do you hear me whisper)
an empty heart (replaced with paranoia)
where do we go (life's temporary)
after we're gone (like new years resolutions)
why is this hard (do you recognize me)
I know I'm wrong (but I can't help believing)
tis song rox...
so handbe||s todae... nuthing much... except... yu |in... jeanette... chery|... maisy... pear|... a|| came... was so |ive|y... yah... tm| hari raya... pub|ic ho|s... except i cannot waste mi day... got mi parents around... actua||y wanna get out of mi house... not so boring...
⥠lost for words and i drift.