I feel like ever since I put my demons on a stage to do a sinners dance
It feels like all eyes I once had on me, are looking at me kinda differently like in a trance
I'm still the same David that made you laugh,dont push me cuz of my pain
So drastic in my writings,didnt know how much power they contain
It wasnt easy to share the darkest of secrets,or clean the bones outta my closet
I only wanted to tell a description only you could composite
I didnt know the monster I built,had a evil look coming out the closet
But how you think I feel I survived it, sorry to bring you in a broken souls memories
Trying so hard to avoid the cemetery's
And even harder not to make the same mistakes and go to the penitentiary
If I opened your mind to something I'm sorry but stuff like that really happens
Your lucky you dont see or hear about it,you'll need stiff drink and a box of napkins
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