I am a self-obsessed fool Self-centred and bruised I am a misguided missile Consumed with denial I am the Sturm and Drang I am the schadenfreude I was the boy who sang I can still fill your void I am the Sturm and Drang I am the schadenfreude I was the boy who sang I can still fill your void, still fill your void I can 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 Sturm and Drang I am the schadenfreude I was the boy who sang I can still fill your void I am the Sturm and Drang I am the schadenfreude I was the boy who sang I can still fill your void, still fill your void I can 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 Sturm and Drang I am the schadenfreude I was the boy who sang I can still fill your void, still fill your void I can still fill your void