They call me Mister Misery
They laugh and dump decay on me
He let them throw me in a pit
Full of angry spite and spit
With wasted flesh and broken bones
God has left me all alone
He made me Mister Misery
I don't know why He's mad at me
He made me Mister Misery
I don't know why He's mad at me
He hates my hands, He hates my skin
He hates the smell upon my chin
But He still shines His light on me
With love disguised as agony
I beg for pain but not for death
His hatred fills my emptiness
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