S.O.C.K.S.

Everyone knows I'm a prick and I know they're all bastards It's why we get along so well My whole world is just a powder keg and I'm a box of matches Set to blow it all to hell It just can't be All the world has turned upon me And I'm drowning in the stage lights I can't breathe Can't make out the words around me I'm giving up the fight Everybody needs their fix and I know I'm no different It's all in how you blur the line In all these accolades my scar tissue takes all my focus It's always hanging on my mind Why can't you see When you confuse hatred with lonely You buy into the groundswell I believe The noose is tightening around me And I'm hanging in my cell It just can't be All the world has turned upon me And I'm drowning in the stage lights I can't breathe Can't make out the words around me I'm giving up the fight