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

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Writer(s): James Alan Hetfield, Lars Ulrich