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
Lungs fill with sorrow
Lungs fill with misery
Inhaling the deep dark blue
Oh, Woah is me, Such a burden to be
Poor mistreated me

Finally reached the shore
Survived the storm
Now your bare and cold, the sea was warm
So warm, you bathe your soul again
Bathe it again and again and again, yea

Finally reached the shore
Survived the storm
Now your bare and cold, the sea was warm
So warm, you bathe your soul again
Good to see my friend
Oh woah is me, Such a burden to be
Oh poor twisted me
Yea, yea yea, oh poor twisted me, yea