Pretty Maids

Pretty Maids - Twisted songtekst

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People think I'm carzy

in a schizophrenic

state of mind

mother Mary save me

from my darkest hour come

alive



In decline

beyond this tortured mind

I feel intoxicated

desolated



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

contradictions



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 wreatched visions

mental exhibition

blind confusion

disillusions



[Chorus]



Screamin' out to no one's ears

I suffocate inside my fear

I'm out of control

cause when the light are getting

dim

that's when my soul begs me to

sin

Lord take me home



[Chorus]
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