Candlebox

And I just want to thank you, for all that you've done
The mess that you've made, the allegations
And I don't want to blame you, yes I need to crack down
You're essential to the process, and the essence of my breakdown, yea

And I can't wait to sell you, to the village of fools
Cos you're a violent hangover, malicious so cruel
Could you keep it secret, you couldn't lock it up tight
Cos you're a sea of information thats spilling out from all sides
I think i might find you, a little clumsy and aloof
Atop a mountain of sand, unhinged in untruths

How does it feel, upon your throne
How does it feel, to be all alone
How does it feel, to crawl so low
Your the king of nothing, you're just a show
How does it feel

And I will give you no words, yes I choose a new stance
Its hard enough to engage, the smart as well as the ass
You couldn't keep it secret, you couldn't lock it up tight
Cos you're a sea of information, that's bleeding out of the lies

How does it feel, upon your throne
How does it feel, to be all alone
How does it feel, to crawl so low
Your the king of nothing, you're just a show
How does it feel

One might deceive
One might lie
One more disease, yea
A great divide
How does it feel
To be on your own
You are the sea
So welcome to the show
Welcome to the show, yea
Welcome to the show, yea
Welcome to the show,
How does it feel
Welcome to the show, yea
How does it feel?