The Pittsburgh Syndrome Lyrics - Soilwork

I woke up that morning feeling slightly stressed 

Getting an urge to just bail out, completely pissed 

What did I know that night we made our way 

Through the darkness and the shame 

Don't let yourself run away 

Cause we have another game to play 

That night you would make us say 

Fuck all the details, get on with the show 

It doesn't matter if the mind's at stake 

Cause we had another round to make 

There was no way we could fail 

Fuck all the details, get on with the show 

The Pittsburgh syndrome 

One hour of destruction, intoxicated bliss 

Moments of sobriety would cease to exist 

A sudden turn would make that city burn 

With souls on fire, relentless desire 

Don't let yourself run away 

Cause we have another game to play 

That night you would make us say 

Fuck all the details, get on with the show 

It doesn't matter if the mind's at stake 

Cause we had another round to make 

There was no way we could fail 

Fuck all the details, get on with the show 

The Pittsburgh syndrome 

Don't let yourself run away 

Cause we had another game to play 

That night you would make us say 

Fuck all the details, get on with the show 

It doesn't matter if the mind's at stake 

Cause we had another round to make 

There was no way we could fail 

Fuck all the details, get on with the show