Whose – Court Jester Lyrics

My ex bad like narcissus
Was hard living
With the epitome of difficult relations
God forgive him
He's too harsh with his prisons
Prism monitored my whole existence, they've seen my isms
I lay and stay awake, i hear the clickers clicking
I look over my shoulder in my own kitchen
Grew up with fu schinkens on a shaquille collaboration
Now i reminisce and wonder if i fulfilled my aspirations
I guess the way that it goes
Is how firmly you stay planted on your ten toes
My mementos are wilted, like roses in summer
My history is all but twisted, triple h in the hummer
I've loved people where the thought of them induced a cold shutter
I've turned and looked away from those that could've made my heart flutter
I've walked far away from those that could've made my life better
But how else do you write content as the court jester
Court jester
Court jester
I do my dance
I do my dance
Court jester
Court jester
I bow my head
I bow
Each routine I hope to gaiyn a loud applause
A chance to earn a fan as they run to give me my regards
I know I am the smaller fish inside the growing pond
Some choose to kneel to a sovereign so they can sing their songs
Used to look with distaste, a constant air of disdain
If you don't put the work in, then what is really to gain?
That's a thought from a man, who hasn't felt hunger pains
Or fear that one's solemn mother, looks upon him with shame
The want to be everlasting, a fruitless objective
Ceaseless drive for a classic, ever held and respected
Dreams and prayers in a world where those aren't made for the peasants
And you wonder what even makes you a peasant
This caste system is designed to give you hope
The ceiling breaks a little, you see ones that didn't fold
That's called luck friend, hard work is a fallacy
Now get back to tap dancing for your salary
Start the music please!
Court jester
Court jester
I do my dance
I do my dance
Court jester
Court jester
I bow my head
I bow