You are the twisted aberration that occupies my mind
Twisted permutation that occupies my life
Panic's not an option, option anymore
It's post-life readoption that shakes me to the core

Seeking resolution that may never come
Is this evolution? Am I on the run?
Is it so pervasive? And does it feel ali-i-ive?
Twisted aberration that occupies my time

So won't you stay until it's over now?
'Til all is said and done
I might just be the one
How will I know that I am good enough?
That I am strong enough
To press my soul into your knife?

Hit me where it hurts now
Hit me where my heel is near my heart
Am I the guest of honour anymore?
'Cause it doesn't matter now

You are the twisted aberration
Yet I'm crashing down your door
Twisted permutation
Here I stand and ask for more
Panic's not an option
When you're lying in the cold
This post-life readoption
I'm afraid of getting sold

So won't you stay until it's over now?
'Til all is said and done
You might just be the one
How will I know that I am good enough?
That I am strong enough
To press my soul against your knife?

Hit me where it hurts now
Hit me where it hurts now