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Nothin but Space


Nothin but space, 

is all I feel when there isn't music in my ears. 

It's an escape, a home with no real presence. 

The world could be talkin bout all I wanna hear, 

is the sweet sound of that catchy chorus that gets my fingers to tap. 

 

Music brings about this rare and okay feeling of selfishness, 

I can be upset, I can be happy, I can feel how I wanna because this music, 

it's for me. 

Some songs are full of "remember when.." and others are full of "I hope to..", 

and with the right words your dancing to your own tune. 

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