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