The lost Echo

[INTRO] Yo, before we begin, I just want to get things straight. This song is gonna be—whoop! I just made a mistake. It’s not a song. It’s not a message. It’s not a fucking goddamn plea. I’m just pointing out the things that people haven’t got the guts to see. Because nobody really says this. We do the same old things. Fuck the cliché love songs. It’s time to hear my version. Let’s go. [SHIFTING STATES] I walk into this song. I try to convey an image of what I really represent. Am I happy? Am I sad? Am I all them things? Nah. I’m a fucking human being yet again. I’m not just one of those. I’m every single fucking emotion every single day. Now how do you carry those? We’re not just happy. We’re not just sad. We’re both mixed in between. We are a complex, multinational, multilingual machine. [THE CLICHÉ] I could sit here and sing the cliché same old song. I’m heartbroken, babe, I can’t believe you’re gone. I just want you back— But [INTRO] Letit’s ’s wrong. A million love songs and heartbreak songs can’t bring you back hand in hand. I could tell you my own story, but go.all I want you to notice is if you walk past me, I’m just like everyone else. If I was walking down the street, would you even notice my pain? [CLOSED OFF] Closed off. What did you say? We’ve become so closed off as a society. Wait. I’m not here to fucking lecture you. I’m not a fucking goddamn therapist, and I’m not a fucking TED Talk for me and you. I’m just pointing out facts. But sometimes they get lost in the mind, because the mind is like a hive sometimes, and I can’t be redesigned. You sit there and you tell me everything will be okay. Fucking shit, man. I keep doing the same thing again. Do you think I keep doing this on purpose? I’m in a fucking repetitive loop. Help me, man. I’m nervous. [FALSE INTENT] Clichés make us feel worse, and we question why they do that. It’s because they hide the bigger problem, and that’s false intent. False intent is the biggest killer because people mask to hide. When was the last time you actually looked at someone right into their eyes? I give you a challenge. Pick a best friend right now and tell me something about their eyes and what colour they are now. And the second part of this, I’m not trying to make you all feel bad, but it’s just for you to realize. When was the last time? Tell me the truth, and leave out the fucking lies. What was the last aftershave? Your best friend or your teacher? Who? Because if you can tell me those two questions, you’ve already opened the first door.