Life is bad (Ooo-ooo-ooo) Straight up, it's just not worth the pain And those that say it's okay have something wrong with their brain (M-more wrong than you?) Yeah, more wrong than me I don't see how they can't see (Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo) That life is the abuser And the victim is humanity (Ooo) Life just keeps making us suffer But the normal ones press on (Da-da-da-da!) Yeah, they've got what I want (Da-da-da-da!) They've got that mental illness I want I wanna be like them Do as the romans do in rome 'Cause they've got that mental illness I want They've got Stockholm syndrome (Stockholm syndrome?) Uh-huh, uh-huh (Haha, Stockholm syndrome!) Uh-huh, uh-huh I want Stockholm syndrome with breathing I want Stockholm syndrome with being alive I want Stockholm syndrome with the feeling The feeling of being alive I want Stockholm syndrome with pain The kind of Stockholm syndrome that would make me the same As everyone else seems to be (Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo) I want the mental illness of normalcy I've been beaten down and I know it's not right That I should be so lifeless as to not have any fight But if I could view it all as a good somehow Every scar on my arm would be healed by now I want Stockholm syndrome with breathing I want Stockholm syndrome with being alive I want Stockholm syndrome with the feeling The feeling of being alive I want Stockholm syndrome with reality The kind of Stockholm syndrome that would make me see Like everybody else seems to be I want the mental illness of normalcy