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Poor Twisted Me Lyrics
by Metallica
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 Oh, poor twisted me, yeah Yo, yo, yo, poor twisted me
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