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Twisted
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Written by Mic Murphy and David Frank
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Here, certified unsound I feel like you
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There's someone I've found, so far he's true
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Out of me there's a voice which keeps calling
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I'm hiding alone, crazy I know, and I am
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Tied to your strings and twisted
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I'm just waiting to show the others who know
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And I am tied to your strings and twisted
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So medication still the devil in me
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So into make believe, your smile I see
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Out of me there's a voice which keeps calling
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I'm hiding alone, crazy I know, and I am
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Tied to your strings and twisted
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I'm just waiting to show the others who know
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That I am tied to your strings and twisted
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Hold me in this tiny room sedated here I'll stay
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Next to me, I beg of you don't throw the key away
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Out of me there's a voice which keeps calling
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I'm hiding alone, crazy I know, and I am
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Tied to your strings and twisted
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I'm just waiting to show the others who know
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That I am tied to your strings and twisted
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I'm hiding alone, crazy I know, and I am
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Tied to your strings and twisted
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I'm just waiting to show all the others who know
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That I am tied to your strings and twisted
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I'm going crazy, boy, look out
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(Tied to your strings and twisted) Look out, boy
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Twisted
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| Chaka Kahn |
