Twisted - Red Flag

Walked ten years a crooked path

Of twisted wrath

The signs of which have all come clear

Year after year

My compliments to you

Master Chief renewed

I’m twisted, I’m bent

Beyond innocent

Not like the rest

I’m a mess

Spent five years in solitude

Pursued, accused

To which I owe each one of you

My gratitude

I’ll tip my hat

But only this just that

I’m twisted, I’m bent

Beyond innocent

Not like the rest

I’m a mess

Days they fold and disappear

Now my conscience cleared

I’m twisted I’m bent

Beyond innocent

Not like the rest

I’m a mess

I’m twisted, I’m bent

Beyond innocent

Not like the rest

I’m a mess