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
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
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I agree with everything about (except "milking the rape," that's a bit too much) and think it provides a nice counterpoint to Hetfield's perpetual theme of guilt and (un)forgiveness. This one is a clearly sarcastic take on the same subject.
btw, the lyrics aren't right. here are the lyrics from metallica.com
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
'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'
refering back to the drowning without a sea bit?
"Oh woe is me
Such a burden to be
Oh poor twisted me"