Therapy

By Rowen James

Released on September 27, 2019

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Britizen Kane:

What to do with this Bic?

Use it to script another 16 before discarding it with the ones I threw in the bin?

Or use it to ink a note to my Mother, tell her I love her?

But the pain don't fade - rather not choose to exist

Always said I wanted to make you and Dad proud, look how that mapped out, your only Son - useless as shit!

Started abusing prescrips, it got me robotic but life I don’t want it if I'm never feeling more Human than this!

So absorbed in this wishing

It's now distorting my vision

My inner thoughts are a prison

But still won’t talk to the clinic

I stay recording my writtens

Dreaming of Touring and Gigging

Even when deep depression went and torn through my system [check]

A Decade on from my first single and what's to show?

Though I think the Industry tried to usher me out long ago

Stayed grounded and chased clouts for the pot of Gold

I thought I would be where they are - guess it wasn't so...

Me and the Music Business, I never have our visions alligned a lie they'd rathe see Britizen die, look

But as a Man and a Father society says don't ever show your hardships so I hid em' inside, it hurts!

I'd be lying if I said i knew the journey from there to the Rail Bridge, memory view is blurry - but i walked it

Every intention of leaping off I ask you who was ther for me? And please don't all speak at once!

I gave myself the diagnosis, psychosis, need to cut until it bleeds and take the Meds in higher doses

I remember killin’ the Club show Verve, now even thats Bitter Sweet because the Drug’s don't work - i mean...

I hate the fact I feel enslaved to Rap but even if I walk away I know I’d always take her back

Retiring here don't come with a Pension payment plan

But please excuse the sigh before I fade to Black...

Rowen James:

Living in this perfect world - a less than perfect specimen

I'm just putting effort in to try and get my Record spin

And for the record im not recognised for anything I'm bringing to this scene and I don’t really think I've ever been

And i might never be cos' I'm not anti vocal

I'm a strong willed, opinionated, know-it-all who's Anti Social

How do you market that?

Someone put the cream on Ice

I've done shows for less than what it costs to buy a Haagen Dazs

But we was loving life we said that we would laugh at that... one day

But im yet to see the funny side

I quit a couple times, them couple times I tried I just couldn't stay away, it's just that Love that never dies

The money would be nice cos I've put blood into these lines, worked until I sweat, pretend it's coming from my eyes

Guess I'm just stark raving

Tryna play the part - maybe

Loudest in the room just do you don't hear my heart breaking

Guess its time to get a "real job" - isn't it

I guess it always had to end this way - didn't it

Cos' now I've realised that my real life won't be realigned... by these lines I've been reeling off

My denial kept my dreams aloft

Had a lot of hype back in my Tweens that I've been feeding off

That won't feed the family, how did it amount to this?

Guess I'm just a Square peg tryna' fit a Star shaped hole [woah]

I am not cut out for this

I do not doubt my gift

I doubt that listeners could give a shit that I can flip a metaphor or twist a couple similies and synonyms and get applause - in this 2020 climate

I see clear with my 2020 sight that... there's no demand for this product I'm providing

So it's time that I retire from the mic but...

Please excuse the sigh before the silence...