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