lonely boy. You were the one that they'd talk about around town as they put you down.And as hard as they would try they'd hurt to make you crybut you'd never cry to them just to your soul. No you'd never cry to them just to your soul
I use music(drawing and writing to but in focusing on music) to escape daily. Music is my life I don't think I can live without It.I think if I didn't listen to music I would be ruined. Music helps me in so many ways and helps me heal my emotional wounds that are still slowly...
for every mood I have. When I need to escape reality for a while I plug in my headphones and zone out. Sometimes it's accompanied by a book that goes along with the playlist and helps me escape further and others just with me staring at the ceiling and singing along. My iTunes...
Music... without it I would probably be dead. I always think that the artist is talking to me. Like they wrote that song for me... I will probably always think that. Because without music I would have. Nokt a soul. Not a single thing to conscript to in this crazy little world. I...
BECAUSE I WEAR MY LEATHER JACKED WITH BADGES FROM PUNK BANDS LIKE SEX PISTOLS CRASS CONFLICT SKA BANDS FROM THE SELECTER FUN BOY THREE THE SPECIALS MADNESS WEARED THE SAME BASKET SHOES LIKE ELECTRO FROM THE DANCE MOVIE ELECTRIC BOOGALOU AND HAD A T SHIRT ON FROM ABBA THE GREEKS...
I escape into my world, my freedom, my passion when I listen to music. It is an alternate sense of self one that is portrayed by someone else. It helps to know you are not alone and music does that either fictitiously and realistically.
songs and just find yourself drifting away from the bad moments of reality, to a peaceful place, far away? I do this almost every day. I am bipolar and this form of therapy really motivates me to relax and just let go of what is bothering me at that moment. I guess it is my way...
in my life, back when i was on the street. Feeling hopeless as hell.. i felt like i could relate to some of the lyrics, even though i wasnt living the thug life. Its funny how people can impact your life even if theyre gone and never met you before
We chase misprinted lies
We face the path of time
And yet I fight,
And yet I fight-
This battle all alone
No one to cry to
No place to call home
My gift of self is raped
My privacy is raked
And yet I find,
And yet I find-
Repeating in my head
Waiting for my turn
Man I've got time to burn
Into the madness
Looking for miracles
Suspended in nothingness
Into the dark we roll
Watching a dream within a dream
Oh is this happening?
This is not real to me
We're dead for a day
So take me to my...
when you're just done and need to get away. It blocks everything and everyone out, sometimes you can even get away from your own thoughts. As Mitch Lucker said "Keep listening to music, cause it gets you through everything, I promise."
but from me for you Supreme Being.
Ooh, I'll live for you, I'd die for you do what you want me to.
I'll cry for you my tears will show that I can't let you go.
It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet.
You still want me, don't you.
It's not over, not over, not over, not...
pandora, when im home i make music, when i move around my ipods with me all day if i have to walk or drive, speakers or headphones on blast ive ran to music so long it feels like if i just went 5 minutes without it i wouldn't be able to operate. Id start fidgeting, biting my lip...
music was my escape. I would sing and listen to the radio as much as possible. Something that happened to me when I was younger affected my self esteem to the point where I didn't sing around people much, afraid that they would make fun of me. What for you may ask? I was the...
And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want...