Fara Palmer: Music

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VERSE: Poor me a cup of coffee, cuz i'm feelin' really sloppy/I need something to wake me up/I've been down this road before/and i've closed too many doors/Wanna turn the tables, yeah change my luck/
Well I'm screamin', kickin, moanin', bitchin'/My happiness is in remission/I feel another trip down pity lane, coming on/


CHORUS: Poor, poor, poor, poor me, poor me I'm such a pitiful thing/Pour, pour, pour, pour me, pour me a shot of sympathy


VERSE: Pour me more pain and confusion/ i wanna wallow in this self-delusion/Oh ya, i'm drownin' in my cups/I'll throw another log on the fire/ it seems to be my soul desire/To never face the truth or to grow up/Still I'm screamin', kickin', moanin', bitchin'/I must be comfortable in this position/I'm runnin' from myself, i'm so ashamed, who can I blame?/


CHORUS: Poor, poor, poor, poor me, poor me I'm such a pitiful thing/Pour, pour, pour, pour me, pour me a shot of sympathy


OLD SKOOL RAP: Doctor, doctor i've self-inflicted a super-strain of pity me sickness/
So sick of me, that i think i might throw up


CHORUS OUT