This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:
"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
This was the perfect song for "13 Reasons Why"
Sick and twisted
Sick and twisted
very bad
Crippled, crazy, sick and sad
Yes, a fouler thing has not existed
Yes, it's true I'm that sick and twisted
Sick and twisted
Bent and gnarled
Rigid, raving
Deeply scarred
Yes, I'm reviled
And I'm detested
Diseased and pleased
And crab-infested
Hoi!
Sick and twisted!!
Menageries I have molested
All my suits are double-breasted
Nothing sacred
Nothing sound
My ass is sagging
And my belly is round
My anus torn with years of trauma
Madly weeping drama-mama
Fisted deeply, with no friends
Yes, with me the bullshit never ends
Sick and twisted!
Sick and twisted!
Sick and twisted!
Oi!
Sick and twisted
Outta luck
But you know what?
I don't give a fuck
I lost it all
But it was my call
And all in all
I had me a ball
Sick and twisted
Been black listed
Feathers flew
But I persisted
I carry on
And only hope
To eat up crack
And shoot up dope
Yes, everything is sick and twisted
Everything is sick and twisted
Sick and twisted!
Sick and twisted!
Life is just a battlefield
A crushing force to which I will not yield
Sick and twisted!
Sick and twisted!
Sick and twisted!
Sick and Twisted!
Everytime that I see this place
It reminds me that I must destroy your race
Then I shit myself and I feel disgrace
So instead of toilet paper I just use your face
Living outside of society
Look at what it's done to me
I crave crack and P.C.P.
And I need a big old dildo rammed all up inside of me...
Living in pomp and pageantry
Hits and shits and butts and sluts
Everyone around me hates my guts
Sick and twisted
very bad
Crippled, crazy, sick and sad
Yes, a fouler thing has not existed
Yes, it's true I'm that sick and twisted
Sick and twisted
Bent and gnarled
Rigid, raving
Deeply scarred
Yes, I'm reviled
And I'm detested
Diseased and pleased
And crab-infested
Hoi!
Sick and twisted!!
Menageries I have molested
All my suits are double-breasted
Nothing sacred
Nothing sound
My ass is sagging
And my belly is round
My anus torn with years of trauma
Madly weeping drama-mama
Fisted deeply, with no friends
Yes, with me the bullshit never ends
Sick and twisted!
Sick and twisted!
Sick and twisted!
Oi!
Sick and twisted
Outta luck
But you know what?
I don't give a fuck
I lost it all
But it was my call
And all in all
I had me a ball
Sick and twisted
Been black listed
Feathers flew
But I persisted
I carry on
And only hope
To eat up crack
And shoot up dope
Yes, everything is sick and twisted
Everything is sick and twisted
Sick and twisted!
Sick and twisted!
Life is just a battlefield
A crushing force to which I will not yield
Sick and twisted!
Sick and twisted!
Sick and twisted!
Sick and Twisted!
Everytime that I see this place
It reminds me that I must destroy your race
Then I shit myself and I feel disgrace
So instead of toilet paper I just use your face
Living outside of society
Look at what it's done to me
I crave crack and P.C.P.
And I need a big old dildo rammed all up inside of me...
Living in pomp and pageantry
Hits and shits and butts and sluts
Everyone around me hates my guts
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
Sick And Twisted Lyrics as written by Gwar Gwar
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