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?