Rachel Stamp – Twisted Lyrics

I got myself a brand new box of matches
I got myself a stack of dirty magazines
I don't know why they call me Anastasia
I'm gonna touch those fuckers
You better call the police

'Cause I'm twisted, twisted
Push it too hard, make me feel sick
Sting like a bee, act like a dick
And I'm twisted, twisted

I never wanted to be no sergeant major
I just can't keep my hands to myself
You got nothing on me, copper
Nothing on me, George, ooh
Give me some words, give me life, give me death
'Cause I don't really care

And I'm twisted, twisted
Spit in my mouth, baby, I'm loose
Stars in my eyes, shell my shells
Twisted, twisted

I don't know why you're lying
Telling all my friends
Why you made me feel

Don't stop to think of my reputation
Don't stop to take the dirty spoon out of my mouth
Well, don't stop to tell me I'm pretty
Don't stop to tell me you're bored
Get the lid out, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love

And I'm twisted, twisted
Push it too hard, make me feel sick
Sting like a bee, act like a dick
And I'm twisted, twisted

Twisted, twisted
Twisted, twisted
Twisted, twisted
Twisted, twisted
Twisted