Music Soothes the Savage Beast
As my temper rises
And I become angry
I turn to the sound of music
As I become stressed
And my heart begins to race
I turn to the sound of Music
As the Moon comes out
And my soul fills with doubt
I turn to the sound of music
The beast within me
Will never be put to rest
But it can be appeased
Cause music soothes the savage beast
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