The Pitch Drop Experiment - Twisted Lyrics

Straight from the lips of that face from the tip of his tongue
Dripping that poison and
Grace is place you can't find it's a battle not won
When you hear that voice
Cos you're sickening you're so despicable Nothing is good enough
Whatever you've done
Cos you're carrion foetid and rotting unfit for consumption
By anyone
No one can loathe you as much as he chose to
Constantly spitting out bile
It's a peculiar type of analysis rating this
Friend of mine totally vile
The story's all twisted. His chargesheet consists of
A string demonstrable lies
He's bearing false witness his story's suspicious
When the character was seen though my eyes
It's his weight inside
How it drags you to the ground
How he deadens every sound
You try to make
To take Control
And the times when he hides
Every moment of delight
Contains a terror that he might
Smash this all
To seize his toll
He takes all the things you create all the words that you speak and makes them seem smaller makes them seem weak
He's screech in void he's a jerk on the net he's a voice that I'm dying for you to forget