The members of Knockout Theory, Brian Strelko (vocals/ba… Read Full Bio ↴(2007-2009)
The members of Knockout Theory, Brian Strelko (vocals/bass), Jeff Hersh (vocals, guitar), Derek Munro (lead guitar), Mike Carbone (drums), established themselves as serious musicians prior to their formation in June 2007 in Flemington, New Jersey. While playing in earlier bands for many years, they set the stage for a triumphant future, as they quickly familiarized themselves amongst the local NJ music scene. Although classified as "punk rock," traces of ska, hard rock, hardcore, pop punk and even metal can be heard throughout their nightly set list. All members share a common work ethic and dedication toward the band, as well as the desire to succeed.
Combining melodies and harmonies with powerful and relevant lyrics, all topped off with an enthusiastic stage presence, Knockout Theory will surely deliver.
Knockout Theory announced in 2009 that they had disbanded, via their Myspace page.
Waste
Knockout Theory Lyrics
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A page in the scrapbook is where I belong
What's the point in getting out
Conversing is just plain wrong
I once took a day job, but that didn't last long
When I worked the counter, we somehow got robbed
Leave it or take it, 'cause this life right here is right where I belong
A clear misuse of space
Take me back to my own happy, imaginary place
Yeah, please – let me rest in peace
I sit here all day long, beating myself at pong
My mom pays the rent – how could I go wrong
I can't acknowledge that some people make it after all
I try being social, but that takes a toll on me
Sooner or later, I'm gonna' explode
Nothing beats solitude, who cares if you're nothing
Nothing at all
It's no secret – I'm a waste
A clear misuse of space
Take me back to my own happy, imaginary place
Yeah, please – let me rest in peace
[2x]
The song "Waste" by Knockout Theory is an introspective reflection on the struggles of feeling like a misfit and societal pressure to conform to expectations. The opening lyrics "I sit here all day long, singing the same song" convey a sense of monotony and lack of purpose, which is reinforced by "A page in the scrapbook is where I belong". The singer feels stuck in life, unable to move forward and unsure of what their purpose should be. The line "What's the point in getting out, conversing is just plain wrong" suggests a deep introversion and social anxiety, which is further explored in the second verse.
The second verse delves deeper into the singer's struggles with social interactions and the fear of never finding success. "I can't acknowledge that some people make it after all" conveys a sense of hopelessness and envy towards those who have achieved success. The line "Sooner or later, I'm gonna' explode" hints at the potential danger of bottling up emotions and the need for mental health support. Ultimately, the singer finds solace in solitude, believing that "nothing at all" is better than the pressure to conform and be someone they're not.
Overall, "Waste" is a poignant and honest portrayal of the inner turmoil that many people face when they feel like they don't fit in with societal expectations. The song encourages listeners to embrace their individuality and not feel ashamed or worthless for being different.
Line by Line Meaning
I sit here all day long, singing the same song
I spend my days doing the same monotonous thing every day.
A page in the scrapbook is where I belong
I feel like I'm just a small, insignificant part of the world.
What's the point in getting out
I don't see the value in leaving my house or doing anything different.
Conversing is just plain wrong
I find social interaction difficult and uncomfortable.
I once took a day job, but that didn't last long
I've tried to have a regular job before, but it didn't work out.
When I worked the counter, we somehow got robbed
Even when I try to do something productive, bad things still happen.
Leave it or take it, 'cause this life right here is right where I belong
I've accepted that this is my life and I don't see any way to change it.
It's no secret – I'm a waste
I feel like I'm not contributing anything to the world and am just taking up space.
A clear misuse of space
I feel like I'm not supposed to be here and that my presence is unnecessary.
Take me back to my own happy, imaginary place
I'd rather be in a fantasy world where things are better than they are in reality.
Yeah, please – let me rest in peace
I don't want to have to deal with the real world anymore.
I sit here all day long, beating myself at pong
I spend my time on an activity that doesn't benefit me or anyone else.
My mom pays the rent – how could I go wrong
I'm able to get by because of my mother's support, but I don't feel like I'm doing anything independently.
I can't acknowledge that some people make it after all
I find it difficult to believe that anyone is truly happy or successful.
I try being social, but that takes a toll on me
I find social interaction draining and exhausting.
Sooner or later, I'm gonna' explode
I feel like I'm holding in a lot of negative emotions and that they'll eventually come out in some way.
Nothing beats solitude, who cares if you're nothing
I prefer being alone and don't see the point in trying to be someone important or successful.
Contributed by Alyssa L. Suggest a correction in the comments below.