Song | Twisted Games |
Artist | Orphanage |
Album | Inside |
Sin is the reason for living my own way. | |
No one will challenge me 'cause | |
I am worth the pay. | |
Tear down the house. | |
Nothing simple is unturned. | |
Wait for the moment where violence is concerned. | |
I'll wait. õ | |
Taste me. | |
Taste me. | |
Taste my twisted game. | |
Tell me. Tell me. | |
How sick is your brain? | |
Since I became your queen. | |
My beauty's what you've seen. | |
Sin is the reason for living my own way. | |
No one will challenge me 'cause | |
I am worth the pay. | |
Tear down the house. | |
Nothing simple is unturned. | |
Wait for the moment where violence is concerned. | |
I'll wait. | |
Taste me. | |
Taste me. | |
Taste my twisted game. | |
Tell me. Tell me. | |
How sick is your brain? | |
Make this the one that the forces will forsee. | |
I know the ones that my crazy mind will crave! | |
The mechanism is on. | |
We're living it up. | |
We're living it up tonight. | |
The violation of us. | |
We're getting it up. | |
We're getting it up 'till we come. untill we come! | |
Sin is my middle name! | |
Sin is my twisted game! |
Sin is the reason for living my own way. | |
No one will challenge me ' cause | |
I am worth the pay. | |
Tear down the house. | |
Nothing simple is unturned. | |
Wait for the moment where violence is concerned. | |
I' ll wait. | |
Taste me. | |
Taste me. | |
Taste my twisted game. | |
Tell me. Tell me. | |
How sick is your brain? | |
Since I became your queen. | |
My beauty' s what you' ve seen. | |
Sin is the reason for living my own way. | |
No one will challenge me ' cause | |
I am worth the pay. | |
Tear down the house. | |
Nothing simple is unturned. | |
Wait for the moment where violence is concerned. | |
I' ll wait. | |
Taste me. | |
Taste me. | |
Taste my twisted game. | |
Tell me. Tell me. | |
How sick is your brain? | |
Make this the one that the forces will forsee. | |
I know the ones that my crazy mind will crave! | |
The mechanism is on. | |
We' re living it up. | |
We' re living it up tonight. | |
The violation of us. | |
We' re getting it up. | |
We' re getting it up ' till we come. untill we come! | |
Sin is my middle name! | |
Sin is my twisted game! |