Group: *Chatting*
The Artist: Hey, see you guys later
Group: *says goodbye*
The Voice: You do know they don't like you, right?
The Artist: Yea, well, maybe, maybe not. Who cares?
The Voice: You do. You just don't realize it
The Artist: Sure, whatever…
The Voice: You talk to me as if there's nothing weird about it, anymore
The Artist: I mean, you've been in my head for so long. I don't even remember a time where I didn't hear you
The Voice: Do you think I'm right?
The Artist: What do you mean?
The Voice: Do you think I'm right when I tell you something?
The Artist: Sometimes, yea
The Voice: And when I'm not?
The Artist: Well, then I just have to roam around in the dark, looking for the real answer
The Voice: Are you often left in the dark?
The Artist: Where is this going?
The Voice: I don't know, it's you who is writing this conversation
The Artist: What are you talk…
The Voice: And to be honest with ya, this is quite a cliché intro. Every rapper has already done the dark voice talking to you. But you, you don't even have a messages with it. Is it just cause it sounds cool?
The Artist: I have no idea what you're going on about?
The Voice: Yes you do. This all started in your head. You created this. You created me, therefor you created the questions I'm asking
The Artist: Wait wha…
The Voice: What is the meaning behind this?
The Artist: I don't know!?
The Voice: Hmm, I suppose that might be the meaning behind it
The Artist: What?
The Voice: To not know. To be in the dark. To be hopeless. To be… empty