[00:37.57]Stockholm is a place that I adore
[00:45.25]But the syndrome by that name is one that I abhor
[00:52.51]Patty Hearst cannot compete with me
[00:59.88]I bet she thinks she can
[01:03.10]I'll prove her wrong at tea for free
[01:14.63]Words don't mean anything to you
[01:21.98]Emotions turn right in to lies like black turns in to blue
[01:29.27]Because the fear has made you blind
[01:36.30]You don't know anything
[01:40.11]And you thought that I was being kind
[01:52.57]No more tangles
[01:55.51]No more tears
[01:58.53]No more reindeer games with narcissistic queers
[02:09.78]Or any other such type of human being
[02:59.12]This is a metaphor for fear
[03:04.78]Answers to questions you've been asking me for years
[03:12.48]What of our drink and fatigue
[03:20.12]I've got a lot of that
[03:23.39]Just tell me how much do you need
[03:33.36]You spend your days tied up in knots
[03:41.84]You know how to tie them in your flesh and in your thoughts
[03:49.29]Even without reading Moby Dick
[03:56.98]Tell me how does one learn that at your age so that it sticks
[04:16.49]No more tangles
[04:19.34]No more tears
[04:23.28]No more reindeer games with narcissistic queers
[04:32.34]Or any other such type of human being
[04:45.34]No more angles, no more dumbing it down
[04:53.52]Gee your hair smells perfect but I cannot stand to have you around
[05:02.62]Not now
[05:05.37]Or any other time
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