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Ego Trip
05:39
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Been a good ego trip but I wanna go home,
I felt as cool as this, thought that the world was my own,
But what's the point of it when I'm feeling so alone?
I went crowd surfing upon an ocean of fans,
Absorbed one thousand high-fives from adoring fans,
But now my legs are aching to be back on solid land.
So how am I gonna cope,
Looking through the microscope?
I got absorbed in little old me,
But I got bored eventually.
Wanted to prove my worth, I had to show them I mattered.
Needed to make my mark before my particles scattered.
But every mark I've made is just more weight upon my platter.
Yeah I made up everything, I did it all on my own.
Recorded every bit in this room in my home.
But it's just a bunch of noise, overproduced and overblown.
So how am I gonna cope?
Wash my sins away with soap.
I got absorbed in little old me,
But I got bored eventually.
Been a good ego trip but I wanna go home.
On this plateau I sit, like a king on his throne.
I'm lord of garbage mountain, and the fools that call it home.
But there's this feeling mounting, that I really am alone.
And is it still astounding as the world is turned to stone?
So I turned my gaze inward and I honed my own will.
I meditated until my thoughts were perfectly still.
Became as open minded as an empty landfill.
I'd give up everything, if I could only see beyond the eyes of me.
There's one thing I'll never have, why does it hurt so bad,
To be alone like that,
To be alone like that,
To be alone like that...
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Personality
03:15
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your personality is like an old jacket
coming apart at the seams
and it looks like staying covered is a real struggle
coming apart at the seams
it used to be fashionable, it was top of the line
but its colours have faded, yeah they have faded with time
and it doesn't keep out the rain like it used to
you wore yourself out in an endless racket
coming apart at the seams
and you're trying to be kind but you just can't hack it
coming apart at the seams
you used to be compassionate, you were top of the line
but your heart is faded, yeah it got jaded with time
and it doesn't keep out the rain like it used to
life gave you a shelter that became your shackles
coming apart at the seams
and playing it safe won't help you win this battle
coming apart at the seams
on the sunny side of emptiness, what are you hiding in there?
I think it's time to attempt this, time to lay yourself bare
because it doesn't keep out the rain like it used to
and you know what you want, let the rain seduce you
yeah it doesn't keep out the rain like it used to
and you know that you want it, let the rain seduce you
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King Of The Fools
02:43
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when you spend your life,
fighting to the top of a pile of idiots,
you're never satisfied,
I won the game but there was no joy in winning it
I can tell a lie, sure that's easy,
just look me in the eye and repeat me
you can trust me (and I'll be the king of the fools)
just believe me (and I'll be the king of the fools)
I know you love me (and I'll be the king of the fools)
just believe (and I'll be the king of the fools)
it's a race to the bottom,
the higher I climb, the deeper I've gotten,
the deeper I go the more I am rotten
I can tell a lie, sure that's easy,
just look me in the eye and repeat me
you can trust me (and I'll be the king of the fools)
just believe me (and I'll be the king of the fools)
I know you love me (and I'll be the king of the fools)
just believe (and I'll be the king of the fools)
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Jake Nicoll St John's, Newfoundland and Labrador
Jake Nicoll is a musician currently living in windy old St. John's Newfoundland. Jake plays drums in a number of bands in town and writes songs on piano, guitar, synthesizer and anything else that's around.
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