"Twisted" as written by Jeffrey B. Atkins, Jerry Stokes and Tanisha Carey....
People think I'm carzy
In a schizophrenic
State of mind
Mother Mary save me
From my darkest hour come

In decline
Beyond this tortured mind
I feel intoxicated

Images of evil
Scenes of suffering
Inside my head
I'm falling into pieces
I'll close my eyes

Before I bleed to death
In my dreams
It all becomes my world of fiction

Twisted that's what I am
Ride the road to ruin
I'm losing stand
Don't know what I'm doing
It's slippin' through my hands

Oh Lord won't you help me
Help now before
It gets too late
I'm burning down the candle
Can't you hold on back
The hands of fate

Through my wretched visions
Mental exhibition
Blind confusion


Screamin' out to no one's ears
I suffocate inside my fear
I'm out of control
Cause when the light are getting
That's when my soul begs me to
Lord take me home


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"Twisted" as written by Jerry Stokes Jeffrey B. Atkins

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