Music

Reality strikes with a hard punch.
Forces you into a world that's cold.
Sometimes a girl just needs to be consoled.
Hand me those headphones,
so I can find my inner soul.
Sweet, sweet, sweet melody.
I relish in the rhythm,
every break, every beat.
Instrumentals are my salvation,
they make my life complete.
Take me one step higher.
So I can touch the intangible,
reason with the insane,
make everyone's lives immaculate
and soothe their weary pain.