Let me tell you a story
no fiction or myth
about a boy and his father who's hearts were torn to bits
david was his name and his son his joy
but scars would last forever cause he's just a boy
with fear in his eyes he looked up at me
so i said
david, what have you done?
you've raised your hand and you've hurt your son
david, why do what you do?
you broken man, you're an angry fool
and i know that no one can judge on the journey of life
so excuse these words that come out from my mouth
i've thrown some stones at a man with no joy
he's in a grown man's body but inside just a boy
david, what have you done?
you've raised your hand and you've hurt your son
david, why do what you do
you broken man, you're an angry fool
david, what have you done?
you've raised your hand and you've hurt your son
david, why do what you do?
you broken man, you're an angry fool

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