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Die Faste (Eminem Version) by René

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Die Faste (Eminem Version)

Hip Hop

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He didn’t die from rage, didn’t die in fire. He died cause I stopped, stopped feeding his empire.
Stopped pouring drinks, stopped making noise. Stopped playing his goddamn favorite toys.
I was the punchline in my own joke. Broke, soaked in smoke. And soaked in hope I never spoke.
Just choked on ghosts that poked. Toes through the walls of my soul, no joke.
I fed him every bottle, every sip like sin. Let him crawl through my skin with a grin so thin.
You’d think he was kin, but it was just hunger dressed as a friend. Fed on the drama, I refused to end.
No final battle, no hero arc. Just silence in a house gone dark.
No screaming, no knives, just peace. And he couldn’t survive.
I let him starve, not with fist, not with rage. I just turned the page and locked the cage.
He died slow while I stayed still. He lost control when I found will.
Sipping truth now, used to sip lies. Used to wear masks with blood in my eyes.
Every excuse I used was abuse. Every noose I tied was a truth I′d hide.
And I fed him, fed him every cut. Every what the fuck. Every shut up, shut up voice in my gut.
But then I sat down, stopped the sound. Stared him down till he left the room.
I let him starve, not by fire, not by sword. Just one morning I got bored.
No more pain, on the show. I let the silence be the blow.
I let him starve, not by fire, not by sword. Just one morning I got bored.
No more pain, on the show. I let the silence be the blow.
Now I sip coffee, like it′s holy. Talk to myself like I know me slowly.
I′m not sober, I′m aware. I still hear him, but I don′t care.
I made peace with the monster, not with chains. But by never playing his fucking games.
I gave him love and shut the gate. And let him fade under his own weight.
Maybe he′s not gone, maybe he awaits. Maybe he′s starving behind the gates.
But I wake up and he stays down. I wear the crown and that′s enough for now.