All Twisted
Twisted Fate: Unraveling Life's Broken Symphony
Lyrics
When the damage is done and the words have been spoken
Reflecting on the aftermath when harm is done and words are spoken.
I'm flat on the floor, left alone and broken
Feeling emotionally shattered, abandoned, and physically defeated.
Kill the bottle, beat the booze to the punch
Trying to cope with pain by turning to alcohol before it takes a toll.
Kick the mirror in pieces, grab one break a bunch
Reacting impulsively, breaking a mirror into pieces in frustration.
How did I get here? once again in a nightmare singing my refrain
Expressing confusion about being in a recurring nightmare and singing a personal refrain.
Is this my fate, was that my life I just saw flash before my eyes
Questioning if the observed life flashing before one's eyes is their true destiny.
Saw a lot of smiles, felt tears of joy
Recalling moments of happiness but acknowledging the destructive power within.
Oh the hope, all the life for me to destroy,
Recognizing the potential for hope and life but realizing a tendency to destroy it.
Going up going down in a hole so small
Experiencing ups and downs, symbolized by going up and down a small hole.
A rise followed by a free motherfuckin' fall
Experiencing success followed by a sudden and harsh failure.
I'm living with things all twisted
Living with a sense of internal turmoil and confusion.
Breathing in life I resisted
Resisting the acceptance of life, struggling against its challenges.
This was my fate this is the world where I belong
Claiming a connection to a world that feels predetermined and fateful.
Don't know how long I've been gone
Expressing uncertainty about the duration of one's absence.
Nor do I recall things I've done
Lacking recollection of past actions and experiences.
It just feels so wrong.
Feeling that the current situation is inherently wrong.
It seems too good that I was always just misunderstood
Suggesting a history of being misunderstood, feeling out of place.
I'm living with now gone, dismissed.
Living with the consequences of choices, things now gone and dismissed.
Forgotten faces once existed
Reflecting on forgotten relationships and people who once existed.
Laughing at my pride and singing my song
Experiencing mockery of pride and the singing of one's life story by others.
I'm alive with things all twisted
Being alive with a continued sense of internal conflict and confusion.
Breathing in life I resisted
Resisting the acceptance of life, breathing in the struggle.
This was my fate, this is the world where I belong
Affirming a connection to a fateful world, acknowledging destiny.
All twisted was my life is that so wrong?
Questioning if a life that is perceived as twisted is inherently wrong.
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