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
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
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
Baby,
again
and
again
and
again
You
finally
reached
the
shore,
survived
the
storm
Now
you're
bare
and
cold,
the
sea
was
warm
So
warm,
you
bathe
your
soul
again
Good
to
feel
my
friend
Oh,
woe
is
me
Such
a
burden
to
be
Oh,
poor
twisted
me
Yo,
poor
twisted
me