I’ve been depressed, an’ oppressed, repressed an’ obsessed
I’ve regressed, an’ transgressed – I can’t make no progress
I’ve been second-guessed an’ second best
Always put to the test
I feel undressed and over stressed – I think I need some bedrest

I’ve been criticized, an’ analyzed, an’ scrutinized by pernicious eyes
I’ve prophesized, philosophized – I’ve even had to compromise
I’ve been stigmatized, demonized and they tried to cut me down to size
But I’ve realized, to my surprise, that exercise can draw flies
I need to go somewhere and sanitize

Pray for me, good-hearted soul
I’m not too keen on being trolled
Troubles I’ve seen, mistakes’ been made
Gotta save my tail if it’s not too late

Y’see, I’m outdated an’ mismated, kinda jaded and frustrated
I’ve been court mandated then berated, love-hated an’ liberated
I’m fated to be prorated
I guess I just wanna be traded
I’m always under-rated, sedated or inebriated

I’ve been rejected, dejected, dissected an’ I’m disconnected
Triple-sec-ed, blown to heck an’ feelin’ unprotected
I’m constantly corrected, as expected, perhaps just misdirected
I’m prime suspected or else neglected – I’m lookin’ to be resurrected
Please, feel free to interject . . .

Pray for me, good-hearted soul
I’m not too keen on gettin’ trolled
Troubles are many, mistakes aplenty
Savin’ my ass it’s my modus vivendi

I’ve been depressed and oppressed, obsessed an’ all the rest
I’ve been chastized an’ stigmatized
I wanna be traded ‘cause I’m unappreciated
An’ I’m disconnected, I feel neglected

Pray for me, good-hearted soul
I’m not too keen on gettin’ trolled
Troubles I’ve seen, mistakes are many
Savin’ my ass is my modus vivendi