Misguided Missile

I am a self obsessed fool
Self centred and bruised
I am a misguided missile
Consumed with denial
I am the strum and drang
I am the schaden freude
I was the boy who sang
I can still fill your void
Still fill your void
I am crawling into corners
I am a sky about to fall in
I am a sea about to part
A tiny piece of malcontent
I am the strum and drang
I am the schaden freude
I was the boy who sang
I can still fill your void
Still fill your void
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 least resistance
I destroyed the image of myself
Borrowed from pain and tolerance
I am the strum and drang
I am the schaden freude
I was the boy who sang
I can still fill your void
Still fill your void
Still fill your void