Stockholm

All in all, it's complicated A Megamind's disguise Feels like false validation A blinding by your shine Well I just want to feel alright Foggy like the mirrors in the night Something's in the air outside Which way do I go to Stockholm Well the whiskey fills my appetite I'm calling from a broken phone So can you hear me darlin' I know we've hardly met But the feeling's strong We're dancing with the dead Dancing with the dead Hey little lady, with the white lies I'm cruising off the pavement Out of your life 'Cause it's about time Time to unwind Something's in the air outside Which way do I go to Stockholm Well the whiskey fills my appetite I'm calling from a broken phone So can you hear me darlin' I know we've hardly met But the feeling's strong We're dancing with the dead We're dancing with the dead This time, I really wanna know We're rinsing off the counterfeit to unfold Untie the lies of it all When rolling down the stones are hit Done cruising out of Stockholm