Judgement stowed, by trying to piece it all to sanity. Well i'm sick of all people but mainly me. Cos' i'm your ego, dont let me go, i'm the way you talk, i'm the way you grow. Cos' i'm your ego, dont let me go, i'm the way you talk i'm the way you... Couldnt quite get it, never seemed to get enough, couldnt get your head around what it was that made you rough. Rough. Cos' i'm your ego dont let me go, im the way you talk, im the way you grow, cos i'm your ego, dont let me go, i'm the way you talk, im the way you. Couldnt quite get it, never seemed to get enough, couldnt get your head around what it was that makes you rough. Rough.