Stockholm Syndrome

All hail fidgets

I've lost my tea

I cannot find it

It's lost as sea

Poured my soul out

He's got my spoon

Popped in his glass eye

Feel brand new

Oh Stockholm syndrome

Let's get a room

My sweetest torture

Don't die so soon

I lost my fortune

Buried my purse

You know you owe me

For what it's worth

Depend on nothing

My mother said

Cuz' all that loves you

Will shoot your dead

T-Tear those eyes out

They'll do no good

Sh-shut that red mouth

As mother should

Oh Stockholm syndrome

Let's get a room

My sweetest torture

Don't die so soon

I lost my fortune

Buried my purse

You know you owe me

For what it's worth

Oh mummy dearest

Where are you now?

He's got my eyeballs

He tore them out

And now I love him

I love him true

There's nothing left

For him to do ***

But kill me slowly

But kill me slowly

But kill me slowly.

But kill me off.