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Music
This voice screams inside of my head
Words of hope, to overcome this dread
These words are my lifeline
The one thing that makes me feel fine
For once I don't feel as if my world is caving in
And for the first time I can breathe again
The beat of the drum makes my heart race
And for once I feel as if I've finally found my place
With each and every note struck
I'm slowly being pulled up from the muck
Slowly but surely soon to be free
From this wreck we call society
Through these headphones streams my life
Within these songs I lose my strife
It is to your music, I owe everything
So here's to your words and the hope they bring
Words of hope, to overcome this dread
These words are my lifeline
The one thing that makes me feel fine
For once I don't feel as if my world is caving in
And for the first time I can breathe again
The beat of the drum makes my heart race
And for once I feel as if I've finally found my place
With each and every note struck
I'm slowly being pulled up from the muck
Slowly but surely soon to be free
From this wreck we call society
Through these headphones streams my life
Within these songs I lose my strife
It is to your music, I owe everything
So here's to your words and the hope they bring
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