Twisted Places Songtext
von Steph Bitter

Thousands of twisted places
Tied up and knotted out
Those messed up kids at home
Crying in their room alone
Part of me is missing
Insufficient understanding
Find out what was taken
And put me back together Forlorn in brooding stances
Tender it′s found, misplaced in recklessness
Scarlet bead brand liquefied agony
Illustration affliction to inter
I don't think this is pretend
This feels too real to dismiss
I think I′m going crazy
Help me, I'm missing

Help me, missing
Help me, missing
Help me, missing
Help me, missing


Passion is my only security
Can't seem to win when I′m losing
Just bluff it and tell them you′re fine
And make your step at the right time
I don't think this is pretend
This feels too real to dismiss
I think I′m going crazy
Help me, I'm missing

Oh help me, missing
Help me, missing
Help me, missing
Help me, missing