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Warped & Twisted (70 ratings) by Leslie Kissire
Harsh words & violent blows,
Hidden secrets nobody knows.
Eyes are open, hands are fisted,
Deep inside I'm warped & twisted.
So any tricks, so many lies,
Too many when's too many why's.
Nobody's special, nobody's gifted
I'm just me, warped & twisted.
Sleeping awake & choking on a dream
Listening loudly to a silent dream.
Call my mind, the numbers unlisted,
Lost in someone so warped & twisted.
On my knees, alive but dead
Look at all the invisible blood i've bled.
I'm not gone, my mind has drifted
Don't expect much i'm warped & twisted.
Burnt out, wasted, empty, hollow
Todays just yesterdays tomorrow.
The sun died out, the ashes sifted,
I'm still me, warped & twisted.
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