Twisted Lyrics
| Song | Twisted |
| Artist | Haunt the Woods |
| Album | The Line |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Jonathan Stafford/Oliver Bignell/Alex Skinner/Phoenix Elleschild | |
| 作曲 : Alex Skinner/Oliver Bignell/Jonathan Stafford/Phoenix Elleschild | |
| This is my body and these are my bones | |
| I have no choice 'cause, this is my home | |
| While you can run, I am the host | |
| Its dark in here, so don't come too close | |
| Pull me under, hold me down | |
| Everything must come back round | |
| Like every truth and every lie | |
| All that lives must surely die | |
| Old house is haunted, demons in the skin | |
| Wretched and twisted, where do I begin | |
| I'm uninviting, full of limitless flaws | |
| So lock yourself and close all the doors | |
| Pull me under, hold me down | |
| Everything must come back round | |
| So pull me under, hold me down | |
| Don't you let me take this back | |
| Am I careless and young? | |
| A fragile mind will turn love wrong | |
| Was it something I said? | |
| Or is tragedy just going to my head | |
| Desolate. | |
| Pull me under hold me down | |
| Don't you let me take this back. |
| zuo ci : Jonathan Stafford Oliver Bignell Alex Skinner Phoenix Elleschild | |
| zuo qu : Alex Skinner Oliver Bignell Jonathan Stafford Phoenix Elleschild | |
| This is my body and these are my bones | |
| I have no choice ' cause, this is my home | |
| While you can run, I am the host | |
| Its dark in here, so don' t come too close | |
| Pull me under, hold me down | |
| Everything must come back round | |
| Like every truth and every lie | |
| All that lives must surely die | |
| Old house is haunted, demons in the skin | |
| Wretched and twisted, where do I begin | |
| I' m uninviting, full of limitless flaws | |
| So lock yourself and close all the doors | |
| Pull me under, hold me down | |
| Everything must come back round | |
| So pull me under, hold me down | |
| Don' t you let me take this back | |
| Am I careless and young? | |
| A fragile mind will turn love wrong | |
| Was it something I said? | |
| Or is tragedy just going to my head | |
| Desolate. | |
| Pull me under hold me down | |
| Don' t you let me take this back. |
| zuò cí : Jonathan Stafford Oliver Bignell Alex Skinner Phoenix Elleschild | |
| zuò qǔ : Alex Skinner Oliver Bignell Jonathan Stafford Phoenix Elleschild | |
| This is my body and these are my bones | |
| I have no choice ' cause, this is my home | |
| While you can run, I am the host | |
| Its dark in here, so don' t come too close | |
| Pull me under, hold me down | |
| Everything must come back round | |
| Like every truth and every lie | |
| All that lives must surely die | |
| Old house is haunted, demons in the skin | |
| Wretched and twisted, where do I begin | |
| I' m uninviting, full of limitless flaws | |
| So lock yourself and close all the doors | |
| Pull me under, hold me down | |
| Everything must come back round | |
| So pull me under, hold me down | |
| Don' t you let me take this back | |
| Am I careless and young? | |
| A fragile mind will turn love wrong | |
| Was it something I said? | |
| Or is tragedy just going to my head | |
| Desolate. | |
| Pull me under hold me down | |
| Don' t you let me take this back. |
YouTube Results (More on YouTube)