Twisted
Round and round it's all the same
We keep playing this old game
Nip the bud won't let it hatch
Got my stomach feelin' sick
Of all these voices in my head
And I'm sick of feeling twisted once again
Yeah it always comes around
When you keep it underground
But is it so hard to be good
When you look at what you did
And what you would have done instead
'Cause I'm sick of feeling twisted once a
I treat you bad
I treat you bad
I treat you bad
I treat you baaaaaaad
We keep playing this old game
Nip the bud won't let it hatch
Got my stomach feelin' sick
Of all these voices in my head
And I'm sick of feeling twisted once again
Yeah it always comes around
When you keep it underground
But is it so hard to be good
When you look at what you did
And what you would have done instead
'Cause I'm sick of feeling twisted once a
I treat you bad
I treat you bad
I treat you bad
I treat you baaaaaaad
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Writer(s): James Flanagan
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