1996, is the year of misery

From the minute you were born

You've lost your liberty

When you're young and depraved

It happens all the time

You need eyes on your back

You're the next one on the line



Misery, I don't want your sympathy

Misery, Fuck off with your sympathy



Don't let them interfere

For what you stand for

As it seems as if they're helping you

They're only out to score

Fool's follow rules

Supervised on a screen

And if you think you're all alone

You're living in a dream



Misery, We don't want your sympathy



Everywhere on this planet no matter where you are

People taking care of you for any kind of advantage

Your innocence and your ignorance

Don't let them walk all over you

'Cause that's what they will do