[Verse 1]
Oh poor twisted me
Oh poor twisted me
I feast on sympathy
I chew on suffer, I chew on agony
Swallow whole the pain
Oh it's too good to be
That all this misery
Is just for oh poor twisted me
[Verse 2]
Poor mistreated me
Poor mistreated me
I drown without a sea
Lung fills with sorrow, lungs fill with misery
Inhaling the deep dark blue
Oh whoa, it's me
Such a burden to be
The poor mistreated me
[Verse 3]
To finally reach the shore
Survive the storm
Now you're bare and cold
The sea was warm
So warm, you bathe your soul again
[Outro]
Good to feel my friend
Oh whoa, it's me
Such a burden to be
Oh poor twisted me
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