Blood as heavy as lead
Eyes with no shine
Lips slightly separate
A body dazed in space
Just one of a kind
But with no soul
Captured in the moment
But lost in the past
Crying to sleep
With just music as therapy
Music as the thing that won't hurt nor slip
No one else is there but music as a friend
Grateful for its words
Grateful for its light
Grateful for its fight
Grateful for its guide
Its the only thing with an iron grip
It won't let no one trip
It shows true emotion
It can change a soul that's broken
Crying to sleep
With just music as therapy
Music as the thing that won't hurt nor slip
No one else is there but music as a friend
It's a healer when in need
It's like a mother when your lost
It gives a helping hand when your down
It pats your back when no one else would
Never lose the music cause it's a legend as old as the beginning of time.
Those perfectly aligned notes are what burn in your soul and keep you safe
The sweet melodies or the hard screams are what travel you into a different world
They will always make you see reason and say
"it's okay to feel this way
Just keep the good times intact
Then you'll be able to fly high"
Crying to sleep
With just music as therapy
Music as the thing that won't hurt nor slip
No one else is there but music as a friend
Keep it in your soul and everything will be okay
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