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music is my drug
The wells shake my teeth rattle
still I Turn the music louder
My ears burn ready to bleed
Things fall as my bass shakes them to the ground
Still I push the butten untell the music can't get any louder
I lay in bed letting the bass take me
Closing my eyes shuting the would out letting my mind go blank
Wean music plays and my house shakes I feel like everything is going to be fine.
still I Turn the music louder
My ears burn ready to bleed
Things fall as my bass shakes them to the ground
Still I push the butten untell the music can't get any louder
I lay in bed letting the bass take me
Closing my eyes shuting the would out letting my mind go blank
Wean music plays and my house shakes I feel like everything is going to be fine.
Published 22nd Jun 2016
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22nd Jun 2016 2:41am
22nd Jun 2016 3:07am
Anonymous
- Edited 22nd Jun 2016 10:09pm
22nd Jun 2016 5:53am
I would struggle with the possible vibrations if I lived next door to you, if it was too loud.
It really doesn't bother people because there's tree's everywhere and they live far from me
Anonymous
22nd Jun 2016 11:44pm
Lucky you then baby. ;-)
27th Jun 2016 6:07am
