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Funeral for the Old Me 1

Cinematic Conscious Street Trap Gospel

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Reese

May 23, 2026

Funeral for the Old Me 1

Cinematic Conscious Street Trap Gospel

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[Intro - Spoken Word]

There comes a moment in recovery...

Where you see the drugs were only shadows—

Real enemies hid in silence and scars.

Addiction numbed what broke inside,

Healing starts when the past is buried—

The version of me who wanted quiet death...

(808 drop hits deep)

[Chorus]

This is a funeral for the old me—

For the hollow chest where pain lived deeply—

For nights I whispered prayers to empty air—

Now breath catches where despair once stared.

I had to dig the grave to find my wings—

Let the dark rot fall to rise with new skin—

Now I walk through flames with quiet eyes—

Every scar a story Heaven wouldn’t deny.

[Verse 1]

I used to shatter the good into dust,

Love felt like chains, so I’d let it rust.

Terrified someone might glimpse the cracks,

The weight beneath the rage, panic attacks.

Pain disguised behind pride and denial,

Public smiles hiding nights without dial.

Built fortress walls where no hand could reach,

Held hostage inside where silence would preach.

I drove through nights with wet cheeks and doubt,

Wondering why life felt like a drought.

No rest in my chest, mind replayed the cost,

Memories looping, moments I lost.

The craziest twist? I blamed the whole world—

Till truth hit sharp, and my excuses curled.

Had to meet myself, no more disguise—

Denial stalled what truth could baptize.

[Pre-Chorus]

You can’t heal what you refuse to face...

Pain will catch up in the race...

The soul calls out, needing a place...

Honesty’s the first brace.

[Chorus]

This is a funeral for the old me—

For the hollow chest where pain lived deeply—

For nights I whispered prayers to empty air—

Now breath catches where despair once stared.

I had to dig the grave to find my wings—

Let the dark rot fall to rise with new skin—

Now I walk through flames with quiet eyes—

Every scar a story Heaven wouldn’t deny.

[Verse 2]

Recovery shook me like an earthquake split—

Detox pain left my heart’s puzzle unfit.

Sobriety’s more than laying substances down—

It’s facing the demons still lurking around.

I relearned how to feel, raw and exposed—

No more numb veil where my true self froze.

Shame, guilt, memories from shadows pulled—

Consequences hit heavy, thick and cruel.

At 3 AM, cravings snarled black venom—

Battles inside where light risked to stem 'em.

Faith turned from ritual to shield in the fight—

Prayers cracked but caught by grace’s flight.

Realized mercy doesn’t ask perfection—

Sometimes it finds us amidst destruction.

[Bridge]

I died a thousand times within...

But this sky refused to keep me dimmed...

Hands pulled from earth’s cold grip...

Names called through the thick...

[Chorus]

This is a funeral for the old me—

For the hollow chest where pain lived deeply—

For nights I whispered prayers to empty air—

Now breath catches where despair once stared.

I had to dig the grave to find my wings—

Let the dark rot fall to rise with new skin—

Now I walk through flames with quiet eyes—

Every scar a story Heaven wouldn’t deny.

[Outro - Spoken Word]

Recovery hurts...

Because to be born anew, something must first end...

If you endure the burial...

You can become what waits beyond darkness...

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