Misery didn't just come to visit me he's been here so long,
          that he's number one and I'm number two.
                 "Do I really belong?"
          I've  gotten as weak as warmed over coffee,
                   it's too much for me.
          pretty soon a short distance ahead there's 
                    not going to be a me.
          a face go's through the motions pretending laughter, but inside
          corrosion abides, eating...devouring like hungry parasites.
          Misery unravels, dissecting into pieces goals and achievements
                   want's and desires.
          How many times can a person stare at misery, he must know he's
          not welcome an uninvited guest, relentless in his pursuit to
          distort images of this was better turning into this was worse.
          I'm here to relate to you he's done his job well.
          So I'm giving in, taking off my gloves, throw in the towel he's
          to strong for me, he's won his pound of human flesh,
          ...I no longer want to be me...!