Disturbed

Oh, I have a feeling,
Ohh, just a hint,
Ooh, a funny little feeling,
That I'm not all that well

Tortured by my past,
The past I cannot hide,
No future for my life,
I'm trapped inside my mind

Haunted by my nightmares,
Oh, I'm savored by the dark,
Children in my head are screaming,
I guess I'm just unwell

Ooh, secrets are my pastime,
I collect them to enjoy,
But I've grown up living a deception,
Maybe that's why I have this perception

This sick passion for deceiving,
Is all I've ever known (Why am I so cold?)
My life was based off secrets,
But now those secrets have been told

Haunted by my nightmares,
Savored by the dark,
I promise you there's a monster under my bed (I swear!)
Hah, maybe I'm just disturbed

I wasn't always this way,
Twisted and cruel,
But life's trials have me hardened,
And now, I'm just a jaded tool

Haunted by my nightmares,
Oh, I'm savored by the dark,
Something is ripping my soul apart,
Or maybe I'm just disturbed

"Liar, liar, tongue on fire!
Why do you mislead?!"
My answer, my dear, is my sire,
He taught me as part of his breed

"Manipulate or be manipulated,
Lie or be lied to,
Wound or be wounded"
This is what he taught me to do

Haunted by His image,
Savored by the dark,
There's something very wrong with me,
But maybe, I'm just disturbed.