"Stockholm Syndrome" lyrics
(feat. Diane Emerita)
On the tour bus half asleep
There in bed
Just not me
Check the time
It's almost 3
GTA
Theres ppl down the beach
There alright
Yeah there fucking sweet
Check the merch and card machine
20 bags, thought it was all a dream
Dreamed of this through all my teens
Used to feel so far away
Now it's all that I can see
DIY and pull out splinters
I wanna do one of them tests
There's no way that I'm only English
And I got Stockholm syndrome
Just come back from tour
Cas just won an award
Its good that for us all
Say all I mean the cause
Completed bedroom music
But I do think is there more?
Even he's on XLs label
All I think about's living abroad
And when I got home just saw rain
When I got home nothing changed
It's fucking just the same
I could be anywhere but this place
Stockholm syndrome
You know I'll stay
There in bed
Just not me
Check the time
It's almost 3
GTA
Theres ppl down the beach
There alright
Yeah there fucking sweet
Check the merch and card machine
20 bags, thought it was all a dream
Dreamed of this through all my teens
Used to feel so far away
Now it's all that I can see
DIY and pull out splinters
I wanna do one of them tests
There's no way that I'm only English
And I got Stockholm syndrome
Just come back from tour
Cas just won an award
Its good that for us all
Say all I mean the cause
Completed bedroom music
But I do think is there more?
Even he's on XLs label
All I think about's living abroad
And when I got home just saw rain
When I got home nothing changed
It's fucking just the same
I could be anywhere but this place
Stockholm syndrome
You know I'll stay
