Stockholm Syndrome

(Here we go!)

I was wading in Bog water up to my neck

I was drowning in loathing, and self-disrespect

Just a speck, an insect; an iota of what I could be

But those chains that I wore, still carry them in my mind

Though it seems you and I are cut from a different kind

Of cloth, then a swath of locusts came to eat my flesh

Because he'll lay you down to sleep

(Lay me down to sleep)

He'll pray your soul will weep

(Pray my soul will weep)

He'll promise you're in too deep

To claw your way out

No way, no how

You'll begging at his feet

(Begging at my feet)

With cries of gnashing teeth

(Cries of gnashing teeth)

Your maker, you'll never meet

Because a thousand gods couldn't save you from him now

So forever I wander, ever-weary to roam

Because it's the Stockholm Syndrome that keeps me coming home

All alone, like a stone, I will roll from this tumbler to tomb

Yeah, you're skating on thin ice with blades on fire

You're on a one-way street with a bald-out tire

You're on a seven-mile bridge coasting on fumes

You ride a dark-coat horse whose breath grunts "doom"

Yes, she'll lay you down to sleep

(Lay me down to sleep)

She'll pray your soul will weep

(Pray my soul will weep)

She'll promise you're in too deep

To claw your way out

No way, no how

You'll be begging at her feet

(Begging at my feet)

With cries of gnashing teeth

(Cries of gnashing teeth)

Your maker, you'll never meet

Because a thousand gods couldn't save you

A thousand gods couldn't save you from her now

Yes I will lay you down to sleep

(Lay me down to sleep)

I'll pray your soul will weep

(Pray my soul will weep)

I'll promise your in too deep

To claw your way out

No way, no how

Yes, you'll be begging at my feet

(Begging at my feet)

With cries of gnashing teeth

(Cries of gnashing teeth)

Your maker, you'll never meet

Because a thousand gods couldn't save you

A thousand gods shouldn't save you

No, a thousand gods won't save you from me now!