Seven Sins Lyrics by Ren S'al y'chil v'nathra w'en, Be d'or o'v'n w'en, Mai v'n'esk'n teym l'on hen, A'ma y'chor w'rk o'v'ren _______________________ llness is my teacher It broke my smile My bones feel old Here lies the body of Ren ______________________________In effect it's Rens obituary I lay broken on the kitchen floor I clawed at the laminate Pain wandered my body An uninvited guest Bones of a home where the devil could rest I cursed the gods, Cursed my messiah, Cursed my maker I cursed all of creation Where I lay, Feeble and thin, Sick boy, sick boy, Suffer my sin Have you ever felt pain? Stomach wrenching, Unrelenting Tell me, Have you ever felt pain? Condescending, Muscles clenching, Tell me, Have you ever felt pain? A rose emerges from the pavement cracked I’ll write my eulogy with broken glass Eternal parallax Pain Pain the author, I accept this Pain the teacher, Bruised apprentice Pain resists, Pain will come Pain the mother, I’m the son Pain that splits you, And two when it hits you The dark and the light all converge to one Pain that twists you, The heavens dismiss you The father, the ghost, And the holy son Body bags, body bags, Body bagging me Zip it up quick, If things don’t be I search for peace In the belly of a beast Sick boy, sick boy, Onomatopoeia Running up a fever, Following a leader Wanna be me, huh? Grasses and greener Bright lights, Seizure, Dynamite dealer Dine at the table Of the coroner, E-top fuck Thirteen years, And I’ve been feeling so stark Lucky number thirteen, Just my luck Empires tumble, Rumble and dust The universe shrinks, And the planets come bust In God we trust, God tied a noose to his neck, And he walked to the edge, And he jumped Angels wept, I bear witness, Watching the whole thing Unfold from my bed A bed where I never deep rest A bed where I’m always depressed A bed with a human old crest A bed for a tomb where I slept A bed in the room That’s a womb for this mess Sick boy, Bitten by a tick boy Tell me how it feels To be buried while you breathe Stones and sticks, boy Pain is a gift, boy Hard to make you stand When you crawl on your knees And I kneel I kneel at the altar Of my own disease, And I beg I beg the sky for mercy mercy never came I dip me dirty, 33 and hurting Cursing Jesus died at 33, And stole my sins A lurking gears returning Future stays uncertain, Surgeon incision Murder ambition, Fear of the unknown Preserves a religion Dean asked the gods When my body went missing Back then, The pain spray ricocheted Like a Mac-10 Hot lead hit the bed That was trapped in Red wings seraphim Out of God’s grace Cried tears from heaven Like Clapton Stick pins in the voodoo, Hendrick Stick skin stay humble, Kendrick Stay scared, Protect the biometrics Blood stained crime scene, Forensic Lights on, Lights out Fade into the background So down, So down Running from the silhouette Of self-doubt Bye now, Bye now Really should’ve figured This shit out Lights on, Lights out (Smackdown) Let it be, Let it be Quote John Lennon Click-clack, John got shot for attention What does that tell you About the good of intentions? Bitterness formed In a storm of aggression Prophets get dropped [?] Six, six, Followed by six, seven, seven Build them, praise them, Bury them dead I was born to be half a man With half a chance My heart is in half, Half righteous, Half is damned Half a gram, Heart goes, Troubles end Thoughts stay darker than Uruk-hai master plan Sharper than Glass jars splinter and Sinner man, sinner man Irony could kill a man He makes money When the music lands, Expand Pay me my G’s, Rain down Parmesan Followed by seven, Seven whole sins For a self-made Armageddon Sin one, pride, pride makes a man kill a man forbid ego to survive Sin two, Lost, Lost makes the grass look greener, Crucifies trust Sin three, Gluttony, Humans consume and consume, Planet Earth gets a frontal lobotomy Four, Sloth, Rinse and repeat, Reruns repeat, Time lost Sin five, Envy, That’s when one man’s win Is another man’s frenzy Sin six, Wrath, Rage, Vengeance, Killers, Psychopaths Sin seven, Greed, Greed plants a seed That will destroy us all If we succumb to greed Then take more than we need, then our oceans will bleed Still, we feed and we feed and we sleep and repeat Then we exile the shepherds and follow the sheep We inherit the mean We inherit this world that we bruised and we beat We inherit this vanity, circles of greed Inherit the liars, the murderous thieves One sin for every one day of the week
I'm sorry about this after all the effort you went through, but if it was a couple of errors it wouldn't be a problem. However, those lyrics have a lot of errors and it didn't feel right to leave them that way. So here they are without the Welsh part as I don't speak the language and cannot verify. I lay broken on the kitchen floor I clawed at the laminate Pain wandered my body - an uninvited guest Bones are a home where the devil could rest I cursed the gods, cursed my messiah, cursed my maker, I cursed all of creation There I lay, feeble and thin Sick boi, sick boi, seven my sins Have you ever felt pain? Stomach wrenching, unrelenting, tell me... Have you ever felt pain? Condescending, muscles clenching, tell me... Have you ever felt pain? A rose emerges from the pavement cracks To write my eulogy with broken glass Eternal parallax, pain Pain the author, I accept this Pain the teacher, bruised apprentice Pain the resisting, pain will come Pain the mother, I'm the son Pain that splits you in two when it hits you The dark and the light are converged to one Pain that twists you, the Heavens dismiss you The Father, the Ghost, and the Holy Son Body bags, body bags, body-baggin' me Zip it up quick if things don't be I search for peace in the belly of a beast Sick boi, sick boi, onomatopoeia Running up a fever, followin' the leader Wanna be me, ha? Grass isn't greener Bright light seizure, dynamite dealer Dine at the table of the coroner, eat up, fuck Thirteen years and I've been feelin' so stuck, lucky number 13 - just my luck (shi) Empires tumble, rubbles and dust The universe shrinks and the planets combust (bla) In God we trust God tied a noose to his neck and he walked to the edge and jumped Angels wept And I beared witness watching the whole thing unfold from my bed A bed where I never deep rest, a bed where I'm always depressed A bed with a human oppressed A bed for the tomb where I slept A bed in this room that's a womb for this mess Sick boi, bitten by a tick boi, tell me how it feels to be buried while you breathe (bla) Stones and sticks, boi, pain is a gift, boi, hard to make a stand when you crawl on your knees and I kneel I kneel at the altar of my own disease and I beg I begged the sky for mercy Mercy never came, life did me dirty Thirty-three and hurting, cursing Jesus died at 33 and still, my sins are lurking Gears are turning, future stays uncertain Surgeon incision, murder ambition Fear of the unknown preserves a religion Denounced the gods when my body went missing Back then the pain sprayed ricocheted like a MAC-10 Hot lead hit the bed I was trapped in Red wings, seraphim, one of God's grace Cried tears from Heaven like Clapton Stick pins in a voodoo, Hendrix Thick skin, stay humble - Kendrick Stay skeptic, check the biometrics Bloodstain crime scene, forensics Lights on, lights out Fade into the background Slow down, slow down Runnin' from the silhouette of self-doubt By now, by now Really should've figured this shit out Lights on, lights out Smackdown Let it be, let it be, quote John Lennon Click-clack, John got shot for attention What does that tell you about the good of intentions? Bitterness formed in the storm of aggression Prophets get dropped, imagining heaven Martin Luther, Mahatma deadend 6, 6 followed by 6, and 7 Build 'em, praise 'em, bury 'em, dead 'em I was born to be half a man with half a chance My heart is in half, half-righteous, half is damned And half a gram Heart goes, troubles end, Thoughts stay darker than Uruk-Hai's masterplan Sharper than glass, shards splinter and Sinner man, sinner man, irony could kill a man Pain makes money when the music lands, expand Pay me my cheese, rain down parmesan 6 followed by 7 7 whole sins for a self-made armageddon Sin 1: Pride Pride makes a man kill a man for his ego to survive Sin 2: Lust Lust makes the grass look greener - crucifies trust Sin 3: Gluttony Humans consume and consume, planet Earth gets a frontal lobotomy 4: Sloth Rinse and repeat, reruns repeat, time lost Sin 5: Envy That's when one man's win is an another man's frenzy Sin 6: Wrath Rage, vengeance, kill it - psychopath Sin 7: Greed Greed plants a seed that will destroy us all if we succumb to greed If we take what we need, then take more than we need, then our oceans will bleed Still, we feed and we feed and we sleep and repeat Then we exile the shepherds and follow the sheep We inherit the meek/mean We inherit this world that we bruised and we beat We inherit this vanity, circles of greed Inherit the liars, the murderous thieves One sin for every one day of the week
Anime shirts 😂and it’s welsh. Ren’s native tongue!! Im here for all the reactions But please do blind eyed by ren and sam thompkins (any version but the live-for a first watch) And 1990’s by ren (the lyric video cos i know you two will dig the nostalgia!)
I am so sorry I was late to this one. It was posted when I was sleeping. Ren said that this was just going to be an intro for the album. But, it continued to grow and became what it is today. I think that it is a PERFECT way to start this album.
The language in the beginning is actually welch. Ren was born is Wales, moved to Brighton, and now in Canada getting stem cell treatments for his Lyme disease.
I don't Know if you know Rens Story but this Song is about the Pain Ren was in for Years, and is still in, with Undiagnosed Lyme Disease, he was Misdiagnosed for many Years leaving him Bed Bound and in Constant Pain, its only in the last fews years he has got the Correct Treatment but he's been left with Permanent Physical and Mental problems because the Disease was left untreated for years, in Canada at the Moment getting Specialist Treatment, all the while Writing and Releasing Music when he feels well enough
Clicked play and saw you were sitting the wrong way round hahaa, then noticed the text was backwards, then spotted it moving. YES you caught my attention!!! Great reaction as always!! I love how this song has so many flow and beat switches and somehow it holds together so damn well!!! Consume consume we do it in plain sight of each other and we keep doing it because we always need more!! The toilet humour pain was funny!!! And YES, always make sure to go and touch grass or sit in the sun in the REAL WORLD!! This was the funniest whole azz show u done for a while!! Loved it!!
I was trying to grab some attention lmao! Thank you for watching and this is one of our favorites as well. Consumption is a rough characteristic for sure. We just continue to be us, I (Dustin) have always been a person with a goofy but straight forward attitude.
I only speak one language, but have a roommate who is fluent in maybe four, so I often hear conversations and have no idea what is being said. I am jealous, but she is well traveled also and I am not. She does teach my granddaughter Spanish which I love! You are right though, it’s so funny watching reactors perplexed on how to react to a bit of a different language. It’s also sad that I’ve lived with my roommate for fifteen years and understand zero amount of Spanish, yet my seven year old granddaughter understands so much of it. It’s embarrassing to admit that!!
Another way to look at pain the mother im the son is mothers (parents in general) are guides and nurturers to their children. Pain being the mother could indicate that its his guide and almost like his nurturer cause he has learned so much while being in pain.
Another form of pain is the mental and emotional pain. On top of the illness that you know is there you have drs (who are believed to be there to help you) gaslighting you into believing the pain is not there and its just a problem with your mind. They gaslight you into believing your batshit crazy when your not. So on top of the pain you feel physically you also feel pain mentally cause of everything going on in your life. Your whole life is centered around pain. How do i feel right this second? Physically its a good day (still pain but its manageable. Think of it like a skinned knee that hurts all the time. Its manageable and you can keep going.) Mentally its a bad day (so much anxiety and depression that you cant manage to move.) Emotionally its a horrible day (your on the verge of tears nearly every second of the day and even if someone says hi to you your sobbing like a baby. And you dont know why!) When your life is so full of pain there is not a second that goes by that you dont feel some type of pain. You are forced to find some type of strength from somewhere or something in order to stay sane enough that you dont die. Often times people rely on the pain to give them strength because they know for a guaranteed fact that its going to be there no matter what. Knowing something is there always gives you hope that there is something out there that doesnt let me down and leave me like other things or people
Seven Sins Lyrics by Ren
S'al y'chil v'nathra w'en,
Be d'or o'v'n w'en,
Mai v'n'esk'n teym l'on hen,
A'ma y'chor w'rk o'v'ren
_______________________
llness is my teacher
It broke my smile
My bones feel old
Here lies the body of Ren
______________________________In effect it's Rens obituary
I lay broken on the kitchen floor
I clawed at the laminate
Pain wandered my body
An uninvited guest
Bones of a home where the devil could rest
I cursed the gods, Cursed my messiah, Cursed my maker
I cursed all of creation
Where I lay, Feeble and thin, Sick boy, sick boy, Suffer my sin
Have you ever felt pain?
Stomach wrenching, Unrelenting
Tell me, Have you ever felt pain?
Condescending, Muscles clenching, Tell me, Have you ever felt pain?
A rose emerges from the pavement cracked
I’ll write my eulogy with broken glass
Eternal parallax
Pain
Pain the author, I accept this
Pain the teacher, Bruised apprentice
Pain resists, Pain will come
Pain the mother, I’m the son
Pain that splits you, And two when it hits you
The dark and the light all converge to one
Pain that twists you, The heavens dismiss you
The father, the ghost, And the holy son
Body bags, body bags, Body bagging me
Zip it up quick, If things don’t be
I search for peace In the belly of a beast
Sick boy, sick boy, Onomatopoeia
Running up a fever, Following a leader
Wanna be me, huh? Grasses and greener
Bright lights, Seizure, Dynamite dealer
Dine at the table Of the coroner, E-top fuck
Thirteen years, And I’ve been feeling so stark
Lucky number thirteen, Just my luck
Empires tumble, Rumble and dust
The universe shrinks, And the planets come bust
In God we trust, God tied a noose to his neck, And he walked to the edge, And he jumped
Angels wept, I bear witness, Watching the whole thing Unfold from my bed
A bed where I never deep rest
A bed where I’m always depressed
A bed with a human old crest
A bed for a tomb where I slept
A bed in the room That’s a womb for this mess
Sick boy, Bitten by a tick boy
Tell me how it feels To be buried while you breathe Stones and sticks, boy
Pain is a gift, boy
Hard to make you stand When you crawl on your knees And I kneel
I kneel at the altar Of my own disease, And I beg
I beg the sky for mercy mercy never came
I dip me dirty, 33 and hurting
Cursing Jesus died at 33, And stole my sins
A lurking gears returning
Future stays uncertain, Surgeon incision
Murder ambition, Fear of the unknown Preserves a religion
Dean asked the gods When my body went missing
Back then, The pain spray ricocheted Like a Mac-10
Hot lead hit the bed That was trapped in
Red wings seraphim Out of God’s grace
Cried tears from heaven Like Clapton
Stick pins in the voodoo, Hendrick
Stick skin stay humble, Kendrick
Stay scared, Protect the biometrics
Blood stained crime scene, Forensic
Lights on, Lights out Fade into the background
So down, So down Running from the silhouette Of self-doubt
Bye now, Bye now
Really should’ve figured This shit out
Lights on, Lights out (Smackdown)
Let it be, Let it be Quote John Lennon
Click-clack, John got shot for attention
What does that tell you About the good of intentions?
Bitterness formed In a storm of aggression
Prophets get dropped [?]
Six, six, Followed by six, seven, seven
Build them, praise them, Bury them dead
I was born to be half a man With half a chance
My heart is in half, Half righteous, Half is damned
Half a gram, Heart goes, Troubles end
Thoughts stay darker than Uruk-hai master plan
Sharper than Glass jars splinter and
Sinner man, sinner man Irony could kill a man
He makes money When the music lands, Expand Pay me my G’s, Rain down Parmesan
Followed by seven, Seven whole sins For a self-made Armageddon
Sin one, pride, pride makes a man kill a man forbid ego to survive
Sin two, Lost, Lost makes the grass look greener, Crucifies trust
Sin three, Gluttony, Humans consume and consume, Planet Earth gets a frontal lobotomy
Four, Sloth, Rinse and repeat, Reruns repeat, Time lost
Sin five, Envy, That’s when one man’s win Is another man’s frenzy
Sin six, Wrath, Rage, Vengeance, Killers, Psychopaths
Sin seven, Greed, Greed plants a seed That will destroy us all If we succumb to greed
Then take more than we need, then our oceans will bleed
Still, we feed and we feed and we sleep and repeat
Then we exile the shepherds and follow the sheep
We inherit the mean
We inherit this world that we bruised and we beat
We inherit this vanity, circles of greed
Inherit the liars, the murderous thieves
One sin for every one day of the week
Thanks 😊
Heyyyyyyy!!!!! Thank you for that translation lol!
I'm sorry about this after all the effort you went through, but if it was a couple of errors it wouldn't be a problem. However, those lyrics have a lot of errors and it didn't feel right to leave them that way. So here they are without the Welsh part as I don't speak the language and cannot verify.
I lay broken on the kitchen floor
I clawed at the laminate
Pain wandered my body - an uninvited guest
Bones are a home where the devil could rest
I cursed the gods, cursed my messiah, cursed my maker, I cursed all of creation
There I lay, feeble and thin
Sick boi, sick boi, seven my sins
Have you ever felt pain?
Stomach wrenching, unrelenting, tell me...
Have you ever felt pain?
Condescending, muscles clenching, tell me...
Have you ever felt pain?
A rose emerges from the pavement cracks
To write my eulogy with broken glass
Eternal parallax, pain
Pain the author, I accept this
Pain the teacher, bruised apprentice
Pain the resisting, pain will come
Pain the mother, I'm the son
Pain that splits you in two when it hits you
The dark and the light are converged to one
Pain that twists you, the Heavens dismiss you
The Father, the Ghost, and the Holy Son
Body bags, body bags, body-baggin' me
Zip it up quick if things don't be
I search for peace in the belly of a beast
Sick boi, sick boi, onomatopoeia
Running up a fever, followin' the leader
Wanna be me, ha? Grass isn't greener
Bright light seizure, dynamite dealer
Dine at the table of the coroner, eat up, fuck
Thirteen years and I've been feelin' so stuck, lucky number 13 - just my luck (shi)
Empires tumble, rubbles and dust
The universe shrinks and the planets combust (bla)
In God we trust
God tied a noose to his neck and he walked to the edge and jumped
Angels wept
And I beared witness watching the whole thing unfold from my bed
A bed where I never deep rest, a bed where I'm always depressed
A bed with a human oppressed
A bed for the tomb where I slept
A bed in this room that's a womb for this mess
Sick boi, bitten by a tick boi, tell me how it feels to be buried while you breathe (bla)
Stones and sticks, boi, pain is a gift, boi, hard to make a stand when you crawl on your knees and I kneel
I kneel at the altar of my own disease and I beg
I begged the sky for mercy
Mercy never came, life did me dirty
Thirty-three and hurting, cursing
Jesus died at 33 and still, my sins are lurking
Gears are turning, future stays uncertain
Surgeon incision, murder ambition
Fear of the unknown preserves a religion
Denounced the gods when my body went missing
Back then the pain sprayed ricocheted like a MAC-10
Hot lead hit the bed I was trapped in
Red wings, seraphim, one of God's grace
Cried tears from Heaven like Clapton
Stick pins in a voodoo, Hendrix
Thick skin, stay humble - Kendrick
Stay skeptic, check the biometrics
Bloodstain crime scene, forensics
Lights on, lights out
Fade into the background
Slow down, slow down
Runnin' from the silhouette of self-doubt
By now, by now
Really should've figured this shit out
Lights on, lights out
Smackdown
Let it be, let it be, quote John Lennon
Click-clack, John got shot for attention
What does that tell you about the good of intentions?
Bitterness formed in the storm of aggression
Prophets get dropped, imagining heaven
Martin Luther, Mahatma deadend
6, 6 followed by 6, and 7
Build 'em, praise 'em, bury 'em, dead 'em
I was born to be half a man with half a chance
My heart is in half, half-righteous, half is damned
And half a gram
Heart goes, troubles end,
Thoughts stay darker than Uruk-Hai's masterplan
Sharper than glass, shards splinter and
Sinner man, sinner man, irony could kill a man
Pain makes money when the music lands, expand
Pay me my cheese, rain down parmesan
6 followed by 7
7 whole sins for a self-made armageddon
Sin 1: Pride
Pride makes a man kill a man for his ego to survive
Sin 2: Lust
Lust makes the grass look greener - crucifies trust
Sin 3: Gluttony
Humans consume and consume, planet Earth gets a frontal lobotomy
4: Sloth
Rinse and repeat, reruns repeat, time lost
Sin 5: Envy
That's when one man's win is an another man's frenzy
Sin 6: Wrath
Rage, vengeance, kill it - psychopath
Sin 7: Greed
Greed plants a seed that will destroy us all if we succumb to greed
If we take what we need, then take more than we need, then our oceans will bleed
Still, we feed and we feed and we sleep and repeat
Then we exile the shepherds and follow the sheep
We inherit the meek/mean
We inherit this world that we bruised and we beat
We inherit this vanity, circles of greed
Inherit the liars, the murderous thieves
One sin for every one day of the week
@@albamartinez4987thanks for putting up the corrected lyrics. I noticed, but was too lazy to type them up
Bloody hell that's a pretty poor attempt at the lyrics. Don't know where you got them from but so many errors
Can anyone imagine sitting down and writing this, creating the beat and sound around it?.... Epicly brings me to my knees.
His native language Welsh...this song is🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Didn’t know it was welsh never heard anyone speak it lol!
This is Ren’s favourite track. Mine too. Great reaction.
This is one of my favorites as well
Anime shirts 😂and it’s welsh. Ren’s native tongue!!
Im here for all the reactions
But please do blind eyed by ren and sam thompkins (any version but the live-for a first watch)
And
1990’s by ren (the lyric video cos i know you two will dig the nostalgia!)
It’s Welsh! Ren is Welsh! 😂
Anime tees!
God I love this song 🖤
Thanks for reacting to this awesome #REN track. He is a gift to all of us for sure. ❤
He is a great and awesome artist!
I am so sorry I was late to this one.
It was posted when I was sleeping.
Ren said that this was just going to be an intro for the album.
But, it continued to grow and became what it is today.
I think that it is a PERFECT way to start this album.
No worries! I decided to try a different time for those waking up and looking for something lol. Thank you for always being here!
I think this is one of Ren's best - great reaction!
Thank you! I do think this belongs on one of his best song categories as well
Fluent? LOL. That was Welsh, his native language. Well, he's bilingual - living in UK, but yeah...
Didn’t know his native language was welsh.
@@TheWholeAzzShow Yup, Ren's a Welsh boi :)
He speaks some French too, see "The French Song" with Romain Axisa.
Oh , you guys need to watch the official lyric video. The animation is incredible and lends itself to the flavour of this track .
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🔥 🔥 🔥
LoL the switch in places and swivel to correct was great.
Enjoyed your reaction to this, da iawn bois 🏴😎👍 (oh and that was Welsh at the start)
lol! Thank you for watching
Thanks, guys, for promotion Ren! Love your reactions
Our pleasure! Thank you as well!
The language in the beginning is actually welch. Ren was born is Wales, moved to Brighton, and now in Canada getting stem cell treatments for his Lyme disease.
Welsh ❤
The beginning was from a welsh choir as a eulogy to himself
I don't Know if you know Rens Story but this Song is about the Pain Ren was in for Years, and is still in, with Undiagnosed Lyme Disease, he was Misdiagnosed for many Years leaving him Bed Bound and in Constant Pain, its only in the last fews years he has got the Correct Treatment but he's been left with Permanent Physical and Mental problems because the Disease was left untreated for years, in Canada at the Moment getting Specialist Treatment, all the while Writing and Releasing Music when he feels well enough
Clicked play and saw you were sitting the wrong way round hahaa, then noticed the text was backwards, then spotted it moving. YES you caught my attention!!!
Great reaction as always!! I love how this song has so many flow and beat switches and somehow it holds together so damn well!!!
Consume consume we do it in plain sight of each other and we keep doing it because we always need more!!
The toilet humour pain was funny!!!
And YES, always make sure to go and touch grass or sit in the sun in the REAL WORLD!!
This was the funniest whole azz show u done for a while!! Loved it!!
I was trying to grab some attention lmao! Thank you for watching and this is one of our favorites as well. Consumption is a rough characteristic for sure. We just continue to be us, I (Dustin) have always been a person with a goofy but straight forward attitude.
@@TheWholeAzzShow can see that kevin is deffo the quieter one but you both had funny bits in this reaction it was cool to see you both enjoying it
I love you guys ,both cheeks!😂great reaction to my favorite song from him❤
Loved this reaction
Glad you did!
I don’t really know enough about Kendrick so I would love anything you do of his. 😊❤
We may endeavor down that path XD
Ty for putting all the lyrics up geez
The combinatuon of irritation and confusion that many American reactors evince when experiencing another language is always amusing.
Well to be fair we both have bilingual abilities, I myself (left cheek) am infatuated with different languages.
I only speak one language, but have a roommate who is fluent in maybe four, so I often hear conversations and have no idea what is being said. I am jealous, but she is well traveled also and I am not. She does teach my granddaughter Spanish which I love! You are right though, it’s so funny watching reactors perplexed on how to react to a bit of a different language. It’s also sad that I’ve lived with my roommate for fifteen years and understand zero amount of Spanish, yet my seven year old granddaughter understands so much of it. It’s embarrassing to admit that!!
I don’t get the language issue? Maybe some people should spend more time watching British tv. Lol. Peaky Blinders is a great place to start. ☺️
@@Nonniewantsmore British is not the issue, first stanza was in WELSH, which is not close to English nor is it cimmon in USA.
@@gcarap I know that. I was just being “cheeky”. 🥰
Sounds like the beat is being played in reverse, its eerie. Great track, great reaction guys.
Thank you, glad you enjoyed!
This is the first song on the album and it's now currently my number 1 fav ren song
He also says in illest of our time his depression is a gift.. like his pain both physical or mental gifted him with perspective..
Another way to look at pain the mother im the son is mothers (parents in general) are guides and nurturers to their children. Pain being the mother could indicate that its his guide and almost like his nurturer cause he has learned so much while being in pain.
Another form of pain is the mental and emotional pain. On top of the illness that you know is there you have drs (who are believed to be there to help you) gaslighting you into believing the pain is not there and its just a problem with your mind. They gaslight you into believing your batshit crazy when your not. So on top of the pain you feel physically you also feel pain mentally cause of everything going on in your life. Your whole life is centered around pain. How do i feel right this second? Physically its a good day (still pain but its manageable. Think of it like a skinned knee that hurts all the time. Its manageable and you can keep going.) Mentally its a bad day (so much anxiety and depression that you cant manage to move.) Emotionally its a horrible day (your on the verge of tears nearly every second of the day and even if someone says hi to you your sobbing like a baby. And you dont know why!) When your life is so full of pain there is not a second that goes by that you dont feel some type of pain. You are forced to find some type of strength from somewhere or something in order to stay sane enough that you dont die. Often times people rely on the pain to give them strength because they know for a guaranteed fact that its going to be there no matter what. Knowing something is there always gives you hope that there is something out there that doesnt let me down and leave me like other things or people
Wow, this sounds like me 😢
Best song on the whole album IMHO
Welsh
It's Welsh....😅
It's Welch
I heard they make great grape juice
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Cymru am byth ❤
Might I ask what does that mean?
@@TheWholeAzzShow Wales (Cymru) for ever!
❤️Anime references
You Know!!!!!!!!!!
> Kool, mellow, everyday Dudes !!
my teachers are sick, my smile broke, my ascension feels old, here lies a body. It is the translation
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Envy is the most damaging sin...
Whole azz show t-shirts?
Trying to work that one out.
Lyme disease is his pain
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