Self-Importance

[Куплет 1] You step in the light, wearing fake, cheap glaze, Like melting wax, lost in a shallow haze. You scream to the crowd, puffing up your chest, Your rhythm is noise, you’re the least of the best. You fall for the mirrors, in love with the view, But your pedestal’s weeds, nothing real or true. You’re building a castle from "I" and "me," But behind the facade, there is vacancy. [Пред-припев] Blinded by spotlights of magnitude fake, But the shadows of truth are beginning to wake! [Припев] Oh, self-im-por-tance! Your lonely throne, A hollow law in a world that you own. You’re choking on ego, you’re fed by the sword, A gift turned to poison, you’re easily ignored. You crave to shine, but you’re just night-time gloom, What talent denies, leave it silent in the room! [Куплет 2] I drift in the stream where the walls start to lean, Where my deepest string makes the silence serene. I don’t need to shout for the front-row seat, My success is a gaze that is never defeat. You’ve bought up the fans, you’ve bought up the air, Plastic-tasting world, stripped of all that’s rare. But when the high lights hit the stage at last, Your cheap heavy makeup will hide all your past. [Пред-припев] A genius won't beg: "Look at me on the peak," They know the abyss only comes for the weak! [Припев] Oh, self-im-por-tance! Your lonely throne, A hollow law in a world that you own. You’re choking on ego, you’re fed by the sword, A gift turned to poison, you’re easily ignored. You crave to shine, but you’re just night-time gloom, What talent denies, leave it silent in the room! [Куплет 3] A bloated bubble, you’ll pop in the night, Just a stain on the wall, fading out of sight. I ride the moon’s rhythm, I break through the line, I don't need the buzz of a praise-heavy vine. My art is a dance, and that is my law, Beyond all the eras, without any flaw. While you stood there measuring your height in the cold, I built a bridge to the heavens, in light uncontrolled! [Пред-припев] So watch how your flicker turns dim, fades away, Compared to the surge of my bold display! [Припев] Oh, self-im-por-tance! Your lonely throne, A hollow law in a world that you own. You’re choking on ego, you’re fed by the sword, A gift turned to poison, you’re easily ignored. You crave to shine, but you’re just night-time gloom, What talent denies, leave it silent in the room! [Middle 8] One! Two! You crave to be seen on the screen, One! Two! You’re walking a path quite obscene! A shell with no core, a skeleton frame, Soon the jazz of the truth will be taking the blame. I step from the shadows, I rise to the height, While your ego is sleeping, afraid of the light. No need for applause, no need for the scheme, True talent won't sell out to a nightmare or dream! [Заключительный припев] Oh, self-im-por-tance! Your lonely throne, A hollow law in a world that you own. You’re choking on ego, you’re fed by the sword, A gift turned to poison, you’re easily ignored. You crave to shine, but you’re just night-time gloom, What talent denies, leave it silent in the room! Oh, self-im-por-tance! Your lonely throne, A hollow law in a world that you own. You’re choking on ego, you’re fed by the sword, A gift turned to poison, you’re easily ignored. You crave to shine, but you’re just night-time gloom, What talent denies, leave it silent in the room! [Завершение] The winds will dismantle your pedestal's plea, The music remains - for all history to see! Peace out!