I thought I was the best, stupid as it may seem.
Every time that I yearned for more I looked to me.
I guess—to put it the most bluntly—
all of this ‘self-confidence’ I see merely stems from apathy.
“Be holy; be whole.”
Brazenly, I set out on my goal.
Is that bold?
“Live rightly and full.”
I never knew the call could cost my soul.
I would die to be whole!
You never know you’re unsafe ‘till the impact;
Pride’s a crutch for fools and that’s a fact…
fools like me.
Why didn’t it make sense when I felt all alone?
Making all these classes of my own isn’t fun.
I guess—to put it the very best—
Worship of myself made so much more out of my shocking less!
So worthless and cold;
bitterness and hate, they fueled my goal.
Deathly soul!
All I would make whole,
the twisted heart that I would make of gold,
seems so destined for mold.
Flash the lights! Flash the lights, I’m ready for
all the warnings before the wars.
I'm sick of trying this for sure!
I want a faith that will endure.
Flash the lights! Flash the lights, despite the shock.
(Maybe the pain will make me walk.)
I’d like to think before I talk
about me.
Flash the lights! Flash the lights! Make it all real:
all the dependence that I’m bound to feel.
When I fall beneath the wheels,
I am crushed by pride!
Flash the lights! Flash the lights! Make it all real:
all the dependence that I’m bound to feel.
When I fall beneath the wheels,
I am crushed by me.
credits
from The Places I Go,
released April 3, 2011
Written by Jacke Karashae.
All parts performed or programmed by Jacke Karashae.