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
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 woe is me
Such a burden to be
The poor mistreated me
To finally reach the shore
Survive the storm
Now you're bare and cold
Poor Twisted Me
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