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Metallica — Poor Twisted me

Oh poor twisted me, oh poor twisted me
I feast on sympathy, I chew on suffer
I chew on agony and swallow whole the pain
Oh it’s too good to be, all this misery

Is just for oh poor twisted me
Poor twisted me

Poor mistreated me, poor mistreated me
I drown without a sea
I’m filled with sorrow, once filled with misery
And hated the deep dark blue
Such a burden to bear
Poor mistreated me

Finally reached the shore
Survival’s gone
Now your feeling cold ever since he was born
Your pain is so over you

Finally reached the shore, survival’s gone
Now your feeling cold ever since he was born
Your pain is so over you, could ya be my friend
Such a pain to see, oh poor twisted me

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