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