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?