This is where noises & sounds are.You can listen what we're up to!
She text you on the phoneYour sould will never sink in stone
Fed from the handNo seat at the tableYou drink from the
Another day, another knife in the backIt's happened so many
Shut up!I'm so sick of them deadlinesShut up!Shut up
AmphetamineRaised her since threeHe was a hope to be gut
Music is a way to express myself when words fall apart. It is a white noise, a ferocious river I am pulled by but also one I share and listen.