Snagfly:Sarajevo

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“Sarajevo”
Artist: Snagfly
Albums: Deeds Done (2005)


The silence comes before the strike,
shifts by the day, and if I fall behind,
then suddenly she sets the sky alight,
and sometimes it's like living in Sarajevo;
it's like it's Stockholm syndrome...
can't you let me be gone?

find another way to take the blame,
it's something different every single day;
and suddenly it's all been burnt away,
and sometimes it's like living in Sarajevo;
it's like it's Stockholm syndrome...
can't you let me be gone?

I wish I wasn't so in love with this,
I wish this wasn't my domestic bliss,
I wish I wasn't so in love with this,
I wish this wasn't my domestic bliss,
cos sometimes it's like living in Sarajevo;
it's like it's Stockholm syndrome...
can't you let me be gone?

shifts by the day, yet cold at night;
just one spark and the whole world ignites,
the cold disgrace, displays and shoulder-blades,
sometimes it's like living in Sarajevo;
it's like it's fuckin' Stockholm syndrome...
can't you let me be gone?

I wish I wasn't so in love with this,
I wish this wasn't my domestic bliss,
I wish I wasn't so in love with this,
I wish this wasn't my domestic bliss,
cos sometimes it's like living in Sarajevo;
it's like it's Stockholm syndrome...
can't you let me be gone?

"attention, this is a military curfew,
and all incursions will be punished -
it doesnt have to be a something;
it could be lies or an assumption"

days locked away, I beat myself blind,
looking to find some hope behind the eyes,
I couldnt make it stay, it's gone away,
and sometimes it's like living in Sarajevo;
it's like it's Stockholm syndrome...
can't you let me be gone?

I wish I wasn't so in love with this,
I wish this wasn't my domestic bliss,
I wish I wasn't so in love with this,
I wish this wasn't my domestic bliss,
cos sometimes it's like living in Sarajevo;
it's like it's Stockholm syndrome...
can't you let me be gone?