Twisted (And Turned Around)
I'm twisted and I'm turned around from where I used to be
Integrity and I have just agreed to disagree
Do something for humanity? What's in the deal for me?
I'm twisted and I'm turned around from where I used to be
You never get on top, babe, if you never get inside
The losers they keep holdin' out for honest waves to ride
But me, I've learned to show 'em everything they want to see
I'm twisted and I'm turned around from where I used to be
I don't know how I lost my way
To lonely nights and desperate days
My innocence is how I paid
For what I have become
And yes, I wake up weeping in the middle of the night
Dreaming 'bout the friends I've lost and how it isn't right
So I'll buy the world a charity, but name it after me
I'm twisted and I'm turned around from where I used to be
I don't know how I lost my way
To lonely nights and desperate days
My innocence is how I paid
For what I have become
Tell me that I'm not too late
To make amends for my mistakes
The consequence is far too great
For me to carry on
And yes, I wake up weeping in the middle of the night
Dreaming of the soul I sold to quench my appetite
Somewhere down below the devil's makin' room for me
I'm twisted and I'm turned around from where I used to be
Integrity and I have just agreed to disagree
Do something for humanity? What's in the deal for me?
I'm twisted and I'm turned around from where I used to be
You never get on top, babe, if you never get inside
The losers they keep holdin' out for honest waves to ride
But me, I've learned to show 'em everything they want to see
I'm twisted and I'm turned around from where I used to be
I don't know how I lost my way
To lonely nights and desperate days
My innocence is how I paid
For what I have become
And yes, I wake up weeping in the middle of the night
Dreaming 'bout the friends I've lost and how it isn't right
So I'll buy the world a charity, but name it after me
I'm twisted and I'm turned around from where I used to be
I don't know how I lost my way
To lonely nights and desperate days
My innocence is how I paid
For what I have become
Tell me that I'm not too late
To make amends for my mistakes
The consequence is far too great
For me to carry on
And yes, I wake up weeping in the middle of the night
Dreaming of the soul I sold to quench my appetite
Somewhere down below the devil's makin' room for me
I'm twisted and I'm turned around from where I used to be
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Writer(s): Johnny Boyd
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