Twisted Story
You're being relentless
You're hitting hard
Make me forget
Say I'm the worst friend ever
Say it won't happen ever again
You're playing to win now
And I already know what's left to do
I'm silently waiting
To feel sorry for you
Quietly hating
All the things you put me through
A twisted story that cannot unfold
A twisted story too precious to be told
Too precious to be told
A twisted story that will only be
Made up of our own anxiety
Our own anxiety
My head on your silver plate
I'm taken by the enemy
Whatever you come up with
Please try it up on me
I'm silently waiting
To feel sorry for you
Quietly hating
All the things you put me through
A twisted story that cannot unfold
A twisted story too precious to be told
Too precious to be told
A twisted story that will only be
Made up of our own anxiety
Our own anxiety
I'm silently carving
My name into you
Nothing else to do
What have we turned into
A twisted story that cannot unfold
A twisted story too precious to be told
Too precious to be told
A twisted story that will only be
Made up of our own anxiety
Our own anxiety
You're hitting hard
Make me forget
Say I'm the worst friend ever
Say it won't happen ever again
You're playing to win now
And I already know what's left to do
I'm silently waiting
To feel sorry for you
Quietly hating
All the things you put me through
A twisted story that cannot unfold
A twisted story too precious to be told
Too precious to be told
A twisted story that will only be
Made up of our own anxiety
Our own anxiety
My head on your silver plate
I'm taken by the enemy
Whatever you come up with
Please try it up on me
I'm silently waiting
To feel sorry for you
Quietly hating
All the things you put me through
A twisted story that cannot unfold
A twisted story too precious to be told
Too precious to be told
A twisted story that will only be
Made up of our own anxiety
Our own anxiety
I'm silently carving
My name into you
Nothing else to do
What have we turned into
A twisted story that cannot unfold
A twisted story too precious to be told
Too precious to be told
A twisted story that will only be
Made up of our own anxiety
Our own anxiety
Credits
Writer(s): Josef Bach, Arne Schumann, Thomas Adam, Steffen Keth
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