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Hi there Ren, it's been a little while,
did you miss me?
You thought you'd buried me,
didn't you? Risky
'Cause I always come back,
deep down, you know that
Deep down, you know I'm
always in periphery
Ren, aren't you pleased to see me?
It's been weeks since we spoke bro,
I know you need me
You're the sheep, I'm the shepherd,
not your place to lead me
Not your place to be biting off
the hand that feeds me
Hi, Ren, I've been taking some time
to be distant
I've been taking some time to be still
I've been taking some time
to be by myself
Since my therapist told me I'm ill
And I've been making some progress lately
And I've learnt some new coping skills
So I haven't really needed you much, man
I think we need to just step back and
(chill—) Ren, you sound more insane
than I do
You think that those doctors
are really there to guide?
You've been through this a million times
Your civilian mind is so perfect
at always being lied to
"Okay, take another pill, boy
Drown yourself in the sound of white noise
Follow this ten-step program, rejoice
All your problems will be gone!"
Fuckin' dumb boy—
Nah mate, this time
it's different, man, trust me
I feel like things might be falling in place
And my music's been kinda doing bits too
Like I actually might do something great
And when I'm gone,
maybe I'll be remembered
For doing something special with myself
That's why I don't
think that we should talk, man
'Cause when you're with me,
it never seems to
(help) You think that you can amputate me?
I am you, you are me, you are I, I am we
We are one, split in two,
that makes one, so you see
You got to kill you if you wanna kill me
I'm not leftover dinner,
I'm not scraps on the side
Oh, your music is thriving? Delusional guy
Where's your top ten hit?
Where's your interview with Oprah?
Where are your Grammies, Ren? Nowhere!
Yeah, but, my music's
not commercial like that
I never chased numbers, statistics or stats
I never write hooks for the radio,
they never even play me
So why would I concern myself with that?
But my music is really connecting
And the people who find it, respect it
And for me, that's enough
'cause this life's been tough
So it gives me a purpose I can
(rest in) Man, you sound so pretentious
Ren, your music is so self-centred
No one wants to hear another song about
How much you hate yourself, trust me
You should be so lucky,
having me inside you to guide you
Remind you to manage expectations
Provide you perspective,
that thing you neglected, I get it
You wanna be a big deal,
next Jimi Hendrix? Forget it
Man, it's not like that—
Man, it's just like that,
I'm inside you, you twat
No, it's not, man, you're wrong,
when I write, I belong—
Let me break the fourth wall
by acknowledging this song
Ren sits down, has a stroke of genius
He wants to write a song
that was not done previous
A battle with his subconcious—
Eminem did it!
Played on guitar—
Plan B did it!
Man, you're not original,
you criminal, rip-off artist
The pinnacle of your success
is stealing other people's material
Ren, mate, we've heard it all before
"Uh, she sells seashells on the sea shore"
Fuck you, I don't need you,
I don't need to hear this
'Cause I'm fine by myself, I'm a genius
And I will be great, and I will make waves
And I'll shake up
the whole world beneath us
That's right, speak your truth,
your fuckin' God complex leaks out of you
It's refreshing to actually hear you say it
instead of downplay it:
"Ugh, music is all about
the creative process
and if people can find
Something to relate to within that,
then that's just a bonus"
Fuck you, I'ma fuckin' kill you, Ren—
Well, fucking kill me then,
let's fuckin' have you, Ren—
I'm a do it, watch me prove it,
who are you to doubt my music?
'Cause I call the shots, I choose if you die
Yeah, I call the shots,
and so I choose who survives
I'll tie you up in knots when I lock you inside
News flash!
I was created at the dawn of creation
I am temptation, I am the snake in E den
I am the reason for treason,
beheading all Kings
I am sin with no rhyme or reason
Son of the Morning, Lucifer, Antichrist,
Father of Lies, Mephistopheles
Truth in a blender, Deceitful Pretender
The Banished Avenger,
the righteous surrender
When standing in front of my solar eclipse
My name it is stitched to your lips,
so, you see
I won't bow to the will of a mortal,
feeble and normal
You wanna kill me? I'm eternal, immortal
I live in every decision
that cat a lysed chaos
That causes division
I live inside death, the beginning of ends
I am you, you are me, I am you, Ren
Hi, Ren, I've been taking some time
to be distant
I've been taking some time to be still
I've been taking some time
to be by myself
And I've spent half my life ill
But just as sure as the tide starts turning
Just as sure as the night has dawn
Just as sure as the rainfall soon runs dry
When you stand in an eye of the storm
I was made to be tested and twisted
I was made to be broken and beat
I was made by His hand,
it's all part of His plan
That I stand on my own two feet
And you know me, my will is eternal
And you know me, you've met me before
Face-to-face with a beast,
I will rise from the east
And I'll settle on the ocean floor
And I go by many names also
Some people know me as "hope"
Some people know me
as the voice that you hear
When you loosen the noose on the rope
And you know how I know that I'll prosper?
'Cause I stand here beside you today
I have stood in the flames
that cremated my brain
And I didn't once flinch or shake
So cower at the man I've become
when I sing from the top of my lungs
That I won't retire, I'll stand in your fire,
inspire the meek to be strong
And when I am gone, I will rise
in the music that I left behind
Ferocious, persistent, immortal like you
we're a coin with two different sides
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When I was 17 years old,
I shouted out into an empty room
Into a blank canvas,
that I would defeat the forces of evil
And for the next ten years of my life,
I suffered the consequences
With autoimmunity, illness, and psychosis
As I got older, I realised
that there were no real winners
And there were no real losers
In psychological warfare
But there were victims
and there were students
It wasn't David versus Goliath,
it was a pendulum
Eternally swayin' from the dark to the light
And the more intensely that the light shone,
the darker the shadow it cast
It was never really a battle for me to win,
it was an eternal dance
And like a dance, the more rigid I became,
the harder it got
The more I cursed my clumsy footsteps,
the more I struggled
So I got older and I learned to relax
And I learned to soften
and that dance got easier
It is this eternal dance
that separates human beings
From angels, from demons, from gods
And I must not forget, we must not forget
That we are human beings
