Music, Music, Music
Music, music, music notes penetrating there eardrums.
They bleed out satisfaction.
Every single genre blares, each type is in action.
Overpowered by the desire to dance.
Sometimes to just lay in the dark.
Ready here to spark these interests.
Two step, dub step.
Techno jumps.
Head banging love, mosh pit bruises and bumps.
Pause the track, pick up the guitar.
Let these chords define who you are.
Back and forth strumming with passion.
Singing out your soul in an "almost good enough" fashon.
The sun will rise and light up the sky, while these beats fade into the run away night.
Exhaustion isn't an option when all you want to do is fly.
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