Poor Twisted Me
Lyrics
Here we go again
Oh, poor twisted me
Oh, poor twisted me
I feast on sympathy
I chew on suffer
Yeah, 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, oh yeah
Poor twisted me
Poor mistreated me
Poor mistreated me
I drown without a sea
Lungs fill with sorrow
Lungs fill with misery
Inhaling the deep, dark blue
Oh, woe is me
Such a burden to be
The poor mistreated me, yeah yeah
Yeah, 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
Bathe me again and again and again, yeah yeah
You finally reached the shore, survived the storm
Now you're bare and cold, yeah, the sea was warm
So warm, you bathe your soul again
Good to see my friend
Oh, woe is me
Such a burden to be
Oh, poor twisted me, yeah, yeah yeah
You're poor twisted me, yeah
Oh, you're, you're poor twisted me
Writer(s): James Alan Hetfield, Lars Ulrich
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing
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