Yanalie - Stockholm Stigmata Lyrics

[Intro]
Shadows dancing on concrete walls
Stockholm nights got me seeing it all
Marcus's voice still echoes in my head
Like a prophet speaking to the dead

[Verse 1]
DIY tapes and basement dreams
Taught me how to scream, or so it seems
You called it guidance, I call it control
Three days awake, losing my soul
Popping pills just to keep it real
Can't tell what's fake and what I feel
Your studio became my church
Left me hanging in the f*cking lurch

[Chorus]
False prophet in designer clothes
Got me thinking heaven's where the darkness flows
You ain't no savior, just a man
Breaking spirits 'cause you f*cking can
(Breaking spirits 'cause you f*cking can)

[Verse 2]
Underground sessions, spiritual disease
Got me shaking, falling to my knees
Three days no sleep, seeing shadows dance
Trapped in your Stockholm f*cking trance
You taught me well, how to break apart
Now I'm piecing back my bleeding heart
Every track we made became a chain
Living rent-free in my twisted brain

[Bridge]
The city lights blur into tears
As I face all my deepest fears
Your words like poison in my veins
Making art through all this pain

[Chorus]
False prophet in designer clothes
Got me thinking heaven's where the darkness flows
You ain't no savior, just a man
Breaking spirits 'cause you f*cking can
(Breaking spirits 'cause you f*cking can)

[Outro]
Now I see through your disguise
All your wisdom was just pretty lies
Stockholm nights won't hold me down
I'm burning your cathedral to the ground