Ags the Silver - Stockholm Lyrics

Dead man on the inside
Still got both my wrists tied
Yet I walk a straight line
Kept on losing track of time

Caged up like a parakeet
Treated like a piece of meat
Even though I hate her for things
She still has a piece of me

You had me falling to my knees
Shedding memories
Give my mind some ease, with a
Bullet and rest in peace
Far away from home
Fallen from my throne
Rest is history, but you
Gave me Stockholm

Feeling like a worthless whore
Still be knocking at her door
Trauma is what she did
But what she did, I just want more

Can't take the pain, honestly though
Cuddled while she ripped a hole
In my heart and in my soul, but
For what it's worth, I want some more

You had me falling to my knees
Shedding memories
Give my mind some ease, with a
Bullet and rest in peace
Far away from home
Fallen from my throne
Rest is history, but you
Gave me Stockholm