Twisted
This knife inside of me keeps twisting
Keeping my senses sharp and strung
I've learned there's no point in resisting
The air is crushed out of my lungs
And the sands of time are spilling away
Up on the table, broken hourglass display
Sand is seeping through my fingers
Seconds stretch and linger...
There's evil in suburban streets
We hear about it every day
No eye contact, god forbid your eyes will meet
The evil that is coming your way...
And empty days just sail on by
On cruise control, you feel anesthetized
The nights are dark and cold
Feeling stale, growing old...
And everybody needs a savior
Some pray to theirs every day
Lord knows, I am not religious
But Im still sane...
Or am I loosing it?
Or am I going insane?
Or have I lost my grip?
Or am I numb from pain?
(wish I could fuck you up)
I'd put my hands around your neck x3
Keeping my senses sharp and strung
I've learned there's no point in resisting
The air is crushed out of my lungs
And the sands of time are spilling away
Up on the table, broken hourglass display
Sand is seeping through my fingers
Seconds stretch and linger...
There's evil in suburban streets
We hear about it every day
No eye contact, god forbid your eyes will meet
The evil that is coming your way...
And empty days just sail on by
On cruise control, you feel anesthetized
The nights are dark and cold
Feeling stale, growing old...
And everybody needs a savior
Some pray to theirs every day
Lord knows, I am not religious
But Im still sane...
Or am I loosing it?
Or am I going insane?
Or have I lost my grip?
Or am I numb from pain?
(wish I could fuck you up)
I'd put my hands around your neck x3
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