Peter Moren Twisted lyrics

I guess you think I’m doing fine
With my twisted, demented mind
That this is what I want?
But willpower is weak,
When it comes to emotions
How do you think you’re gonna make it speak?
When it comes to emotions,
There’s not much you can do

Haven’t slept properly for
a month
My body says yes, my mind
says don’t
There are some more thoughts you have to dwell on first
There’s some more to ruminate over first
First, you’ll have to feel bad, then you’ll have to feel worse

Then perhaps you’ll get to sleep a little while
But then it starts all
over again

Don’t overrate yourself,
it could have been someone else
That you got such a large part in this is pure coincidence
It’s all about me, what used to be me, what will become of me
Me, me and me
And you’re gonna learn to make your willpower speak,
good luck to you, good luck
to you