I am a self obsessed fool, self centred and bruised
I am a misguided missile, consumed with denial
I am the Sturm Und Drang, I am the Schadenfreude
I was the boy who sang, I can still fill your void
I can still fill your void, still fill your void, I can still fill your void
I am crawling into corners, I am the sky about to fall in
I am the sea about to part, a tiny piece of malcontent
(Chorus)
Society never made an effort with me, and I was willing to be deceived
To understand your country, you must understand yourself
It leads you to the path of the least resistance
i've destroyed the image of myself, marred from pain and tolerance