Текст: Metallica. Load. Poor Twisted Me.

[Incomprehensible]

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 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

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, 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 feel my friend, yeah
Oh, woe is me
I'm such a burden to be
Oh, poor twisted me

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yo, poor twisted me, yeah
Oh, yo, yo, poor twisted me