Stockholm

All in all, it's complicated

A Megamind's disguise

Feels like false validation

I'm blinded by your shine

Well, I just want to feel alright

Foggy like the mirrors in the night

Something's in the air outside

Which way do I go to Stockholm?

Well, the whiskey fills my appetite

I'm calling from a broken phone

So can you hear me, darlin'?

I know we've hardly met

But the feeling's strong

We were dancing with the dead

Dancing with the dead

Hey, little lady

With the white lies

I'm cruising off the pavement

Out of your life

'Cause it's about time

Time to unwind

Something's in the air outside

Which way do I go to Stockholm?

Well, the whiskey fills my appetite

I'm calling from a broken phone

So can you hear me, darlin'?

I know we've hardly met

But the feeling's strong

We're dancing with the dead

We're dancing with the dead

This time, I really wanna know

We're rinsing off the counterfeit to unfold

Untie the lies of it all

When rolling down the stones are hit

Done cruising out of Stockholm