Lyrics:

Slipping back into old habits
Falling over my own shoes
I’ll be better by tomorrow morning
how I’ll get there I have no clue

Losing my mind 
Losing my money
Losing my friends though I don’t think I’ve made that many 
Losing what I can’t find
Losing more than me
Made it to the end and I’m not even twenty

So I’ll take my final bow
Tell my family why and how
Come to terms that they’re not proud
then I’ll go
Catch the train all the way up north 
Coffee with mum and her fourth 
I wonder if she’ll force it out of me

Don’t trust your instincts 
They’re only trying to kill you 
Don’t trust your intuitions when they’re ending your ambition

And so I’ll have my final say
I won’t be there on Christmas Day
You can give my gifts to James if he wants

Please don’t ask me why
I’m turning my pain into lullabies 
You’re enough and not the reason
The blame is on me for leaving 
You’ve been all I’ve needed for the time I’ve been here
For my final act, I’ll disappear

Hindsight

final bow

A curtain call... for the counterfeit.
"Final Bow" storms the storm with brassy-heavy glitch-pop, regal trap drums, and carnival chaos.
Built like a royal rebellion in motion, this is Zae's untouchable exit - mocking false crowns with sarcastic grace.
Chant bridges, commanding verses, and a divine drop seal the deal.
This isn't a farewell. It's a flex.
The mirror doesn't lie. The jester never bows.

11-Final Bow

Masked, soul-coded, and system-free. I don’t drop tracks — I transmit frequencies. Welcome to the Jester Frequency Series.

New tracks tagged #finalbow