Every day, every day I'm wandering
I'm wandering around inside this empty head of mine
Trying to keep, tryin gto keep myself contained
But I'm afraid that my degree in sociology
Appears to be more useless than I thought
Something seems, something seems so wrong with me
How could i have allowed myself to devolve to such a sorry mess
But hey I mean, hey I mean it could be worse
If you think for just one second I could be
In my bedroom drinking myself half to death
Trying to come up with something everybody will love and respect
Cuz everybody all want's theirs
It's not about the art, it's about who cares
Yeah every word I write has to be poetic and just
And all these songs I sing about myselg will never be enough
I don't get it, and to be honest, I think I'm out of luck
Do you see, do you see now what I mean
I don't know what I wan, but I'm pretty sure that it ain't me
Yeah I'm pathetic, apathetic, out of touch
I can't help feeling shitty and I know that I
Absolutely, probably, definitely think too much
I'm not original, or individual
And the residual of that has got me feeling down
But hey I'll try, I'l keep trying till I die
If you wait for just one second
I promise there's a point to these words I'm vomiting
But I can't recall the message, so until then I'll just keep on singing
Cuz nobody else is there, I'm singing to an empty room somewhere
Screaming at the top of my lungs, hoping someone will respond
Until my throat is bleeding and the band members are gone
And I'm alone, and if we're honest, that's all I ever was
And this is where I stand, this is where I stand
And this is where I stand, this is where I stand
And this is where I stand, this is where I stand
And this is where I stand, this is where I stand