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Musical Therapy

Everything I'm going through is too much to deal with So somehow I have to get rid of the pain I endure That's when I put on my earphones Then turn on my therapy Turn the dial to the max So that I hear nothing else around me I block out the world and all that inhabits it As my way of musical therapy I let the tunes play... The bass is my mental penicillin Boom...boom...kat...Boom...boom...kat Emotional healing through...boom..boom...kat I try to relieve the pain through...boom...boom...kat But the pain just remain a strain from...boom...boom...kat The melody massages my brain While I am going insane The thoughts always still remain But the music keeps me tamed The world sits on my shoulders It's getting colder and colder Becoming more as I'm older Reality of it is bolder Responsibility is physical and spiritual Religiously, I listen to the tunes as therapy Turned to the max, so I hear nothing else around me My only way of having a musical therapy My healing goes... One tear, two tears, three tears, four... In the process to clear my mind and keep me restored Five tears, six tears, seven tears, eight... I use my musical therapy as my worldly escape!

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