Yeah, I get it, you're an outcast Always under attack, always coming in last Bring it up to pass, no one owes you anything I think you need a shotgun blast A kick in the ass, so paranoid, watch your back Oh my, here we go, another loose cannon gone bipolar Slip down, couldn't get much lower Quick sets, got no sense of humor I'm still laughing like hell You think that my crime's a me You're looking so sorry that I'm gonna believe You've been affected by a social disease Well then take your medicine I created the sound of madness Wrote the book on pain Somehow I'm still here to explain That the darkest hour never comes in the night You can sleep with the dawn When you gotta wake up and fight For yourself I'm so sick of this tombstone mentality If there's an afterlife, then it'll set you free But I'm not gonna prophesy You're a self-fulfilling prophecy You think that my crime's a me You're looking so sorry that I'm gonna believe You've been affected by a social disease Well then take your medicine I created the sound of madness Wrote the book on pain Somehow I'm still here to explain That the darkest hour never comes in the night You can sleep with the dawn When you gotta wake up and fight For yourself For you I created the sound of madness Wrote the book on pain Somehow I'm still here to explain That the darkest hour never comes in the night You can sleep with the dawn When you gotta wake up When you gotta wake up and fight I created the sound of madness Wrote the book on pain Somehow I'm still here to explain That the darkest hour never comes in the night You can sleep with the dawn When you gotta wake up and fight For yourself When you gotta wake up and fight For yourself When you gotta wake up and fight For yourself When you gotta wake up and fight For yourself