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“LDLHA-IBCSYWA” - Twiztid

They tend to misunderstand
the paper man with scissor hands
who watches the hourglass for grains of sand
to fall, and fall, again
as he pretends
that everything he lays his hands on doesn’t turn to shreds,
but why oh why does he persist to hide
when they insist he try to come outside
from the shell he lives inside?
Now he’s been hypnotized
and despite the lies
he sits and waits to die 
‘cause he ca
n’t find no words to explain the rain,
all his emotions are transformed and now become pain.
He’s alive in a black hole empty in space
and he sits in front of the mirror and he’s face to face
with with the sadness, confusion,
his patience he’s losin’,
he’s substance abusin’,
he’s one with the music,
and he needs a little somethin’ to dial it all back
'cause he’s runnin’ in a race but he’s not on track.

Twiztid's final tracks

Mostasteless: Renditions of Reality
Truth is I can’t stand too many people–
so many fake the funk and perpetrate and call me evil, 
but “evil” is a harsh word. Tell the mockingbird I said it.
I’m a man of my word, I won’t regret it.
If I let it get to me like it gets to them, I’m no better.
It’s just the same message over and over with a different sender.
Player hating is an art of a scandalous and shabby person.
Some do it oh so well–I’ll be damned it they don’t rehearse it,
disperse it to people like me and you everyday,
and they expect the common man to turn his cheek and walk away.
Now I pray for an end to the madness–
no more sadness shall fall to my people who preside to be the baddest
and all that they do or say be overshadowed by a cloud turning night to day. 
It’s so tremendous that you couldn’t even walk away if you chose to. 
You’re even supposed to watch the ones you’re close to–now that’s insane. 

Freek Show: I’m Alright
You only saw the outside, never knew what I was feeling.
Now everyday you lay in bed staring at the ceiling
but you don’t see me no more.
You can fill your heart with memories and things from before,
but everybody’s got a purpose in life
to survive when the sun rise.
You’re gonna live to see another day,
just don’t follow me– live your life your own way.
I’ll be set and if you forget,
get the picture with the chord around my neck,
see me underground and I’m stuck,
but it’s cool that’s where I wanna be.
Keep the drama in hand but out of sight
and know that I'mma be alright.


Green Book: Darkness
How come these things you say–they always seem to grow and haunt me?
I’d give you everything if you just let me stand beside you.
You seem to think that I would let things slide
and have you change me.
This darkness just won’t go away
No light inside for me to shine on today.
Nothing but darkness in me. 

Man’s Myth: The Argument
My feelings are irrelevant to anything we do or say.
Now it’s not that I don’t trust you, and my love is infinite.
I tell you every chance I get so you will never forget,
so you can miss me with that shit
that you be saying in them arguments,
throwing around possessions and destroying our apartment.
There’s nothing that would happen that we couldn’t talk about
but lately we’ve been riffing instead of trying to talk it out.
I said I would never leave you and I still feel the same,
but it’s killing me inside to fathom that your feelings have changed. 

Now you can think me bad for the things I do,
but you don’t understand,
it’s not all about you.
I sit and think through times of how we came to be
and come to realize, you’re nothing like me, now I see. 

Mutant: Note 2 Self
You know that you can’t buy your way into heaven.
All those things that you say with no feeling,
are you pretending to be?
When you try to be like them
becoming less of you somehow,
and all the while in need of so many friends

It just doesn’t seem right–doesn’t feel good inside–
somehow you just wanna pause. Are people living to die?
But it’s just an illusion–it’s as real as can be–
I’m in a state of confusion.

How can I change my life when all I have is pain
inside of me for all to see–
I’m gonna break my mind and try and smile again
outside of me for all to see. 

W.I.C.K.E.D.: Woe Woe
I’m lost in my head and no one can find me.
I’m evil supreme, Devil get behind me,
cuz you’re taking a walk on the dark side of your heart.
(Darkness and pain) But you knew it was cursed–
it was fucked up from the start–

Sing it: woe woe woe woe (woe) 
I’m losing control of my head and I’m feeling it’s time to get crazy
I’m losing my head up in here.
Tell me if you see it, feel it, believe it.
 Just like I do see it, feel it, believe it.

Cuz you stumble when you try
and you just can’t get things right.
Turn the music up and let’s get fucked up is the soundtrack to my life. 

Heartbroken and Homicidal: All the Rest
She used to threaten me and say she’s gonna leave
and then maybe I would see how hurtful love could be
when a heart is left broken in half and empty and alone
and then life becomes a set of songs on a CD
and all she ever wanted was for me to come home
alone and overburdened, never telling me so
on the phone that I don’t answer cuz I know what she wants
and I’m buzzed so at the time I just don’t give a fuck.
I’m on the way home, now, waiting for fights to ensure
anticipating, imitating everything that you’ll do,
and as wrong as I may be, I won’t admit it to you,
cuz you’re just a bunch of talk and you’re never go through
with anything that you say, so I stay out all night
til the bartender says that he’s turning out all the lights.
Maybe on the way home I’ll realize–but I never do–
cuz drama’s what you’re sticking to and baby I’m your crazy glue.

I was afraid, I was insane, I could not picture me doing this again
but she promised me she’d never leave me like all the rest.



Abominationz: LDLHA- IBCSYWA
They tend to misunderstand the paper man with scissor hands

who watches the hourglass for grains of sand
to fall and fall again as he pretends
that everything he lays his hands on doesn’t turn to shreds.
So why, oh why, does he persist to hide
when they insist he try to come outside
from the shell he lives inside.
Now he’s been hypnotized and despite the lies
he sits and waits to die
cuz he can’t find the words to explain the rain
all his emotions are transformed and now become pain.
He’s alive in a black hole, empty in space,
and his sits in front of the mirror and he’s face to face
with the sadness, confusion, his patience he’s losing.
He’s substance abusing, he’s one with the music
and he needs a little something to dial it all back,
cuz he’s running in a race but he’s not on track. 

Love don’t live here anymore–it’s been cold since you went away.