Silence is Death

Your head pounds Your hands shake Your heart aches You need a break You start to sweat And then you let the music take control. Music is the drug for me All day and all night From the moment I wake up, I feel the need to fill my ear drums With guitars or drums Hate or love songs, Doesn't matter I need it in me. But not just in me, I need it throughout me. Pumping in and out of every vein. I want it so bad that it hurts my brain And without it what? Silence is left. You're left with your own thoughts And that is death.