You've got a good job and a great wife   Strong belief in the afterlife, spend all your time complaining   So you really should be thinking   Of those people you think you're above      I think I've seen this one before   Where the lead man stumbles through the door   Idolize his statue like on the outside   But inside he's rotten to the core      You must think that it's so important   Can't keep your nights from your day   Now it's gotten too deep and you can't fall asleep   You couldn't keep your ghost awake      You think you've got it figured out this time   Hoping that luck pays the bills   Nicotine and drama queen is all you have left   But inside you're dying for more      You must think that it's all important   Can't keep your nights from your day   Now it's gotten too deep and you can't fall asleep   You couldn't keep your ghost awake      Come on tell him you love, help this man rise above this   Blasphemy and tyranny   Come on tell him you love, help this man rise above   This blasphemy, this tyranny, the circuitry of everything   It's blinding me, it's crippling      You would be thinking that it's just so important   But I know we're supposed to be afraid   Now, you've gone too far, you're not what you wanna be   (Not what you wanna be)   Now, you're not what you wanna be