Lyrics
it s just a turn
is he just an illusion
it s just a turn
It s just a turn of the screw just an illusion threatening you, the horrid things you ll find
It s just a turn of the screw just an illusion threatening you, hopeless castaway
Just sit and turn your screw, in the workshop of the mind, it s just a turn of the screw just an illusion threatening you
when all the madness overwhelms you
It s just a turn of the screw just an illusion threatening you, a tunr of the screw Screw, just sit and turn your screw
Is he just an illusion, are you sure what you believe, are you sure what you believe
is he just an illusion
Turn the screw, a tunr of the screw Screw, the horrid things you ll find
It s just a turn of the screw just an illusion threatening you, it s just a turn of the screw just an illusion threatening you, in the workshop of the mind
just sit and turn your screw
It s just a turn, herding her dismay the, when all the madness overwhelms you
when all the madness overwhelms you
specter in the night
Tell me what you see, can you tell me what you see, in the workshop of the mind
Turn the screw, is he just an illusion
There in the dark, steal your soul and twist your mind, just sit and turn your screw
Can you tell me what you see, when all the madness overwhelms you, can you tell me what you see
a tunr of the screw
or are you still conflicted
Herding her dismay, herding her dismay Ravage, when all the madness overwhelms you
Just sit and turn your screw, in the workshop of the mind
It s just a turn of the screw just an illusion threatening you, the horrid things you ll find
Hopeless castaway, hands are closing in
in the workshop of the mind
In the workshop of the mind, herding her dismay, in the workshop of the mind
in the workshop of the mind
It s just a turn of the screw just an illusion threatening you, it s just a turn of the screw just an illusion threatening you, are you sure what you believe
Are you sure what you believe, turn the screw Turn, can you tell me what you see
Are you sure what you believe, turn the screw
When the lamplight s dimmed, herding her dismay Turn, or are you still conflicted
are you sure what you believe
Specter in the night, turn your screw Ravage, hopeless castaway
When all the madness overwhelms you, in the workshop of the mind, hands are closing in
