Harsh words, violent blows hidden secrets, no one knows
eyes are open, hands are fisted deep inside, I'm warped and twisted.
On my knees, alive but dead look at the invisible blood I've bled
I'm not gone my mind's just drifted don't expect much, I'm warped and twisted
Born out, wasted, empty, and hallow
Today is yesterday's tomorrow
The sun died out the ashes sifted
I'm still here, warped and twisted.
2003
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