From Time to Time
From the times I felt alone,
To the day I first found love.
The bass always syncs
To kick like my heart beat.
The vocals match the right emotions,
As the melody leads my motion.
From the days I lived through stress,
To the day I met happiness.
It seems that for me to live,
Music is all I need.
Because even when I wasn’t on my feet,
I always felt the fervid heat.
But once I pressed play
And I listened to Stay,
Roses, and Middle.
Every burn got little.
Because when I was left alone,
I would listen to Don’t Let Me Down.
Because unlike anyone ever before,
Music always understood.
Because when I was mad yet didn’t want to fight,
I would listen to K.Dot’s B***h Don’t Kill My Vibe.
Because no matter when I’m tuning in,
Music is always here.
Because it seems that for me to live,
Music is all I need.
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