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I put my headphones on,
And I turn the volume high.
I am taken to another place,
But I can't tell you why.
The music is my fix,
It changes who I am,
It can lead me to the alter,
Like a sacrificial lamb.
It can raise me up to heaven,
Or take me down to hell,
But it changes how I feel,
And it does it very well.
I turn the volume up,
Higher than before,
It might sound kinda crazy,
But the music is my whore.
When I feel all the pressure,
Trying to survive
I listen to the music,
And it makes me feel alive.
Save me oh sweet music,
Carry be away,
It’s just the thing I need,
To get me through the day.
And I turn the volume high.
I am taken to another place,
But I can't tell you why.
The music is my fix,
It changes who I am,
It can lead me to the alter,
Like a sacrificial lamb.
It can raise me up to heaven,
Or take me down to hell,
But it changes how I feel,
And it does it very well.
I turn the volume up,
Higher than before,
It might sound kinda crazy,
But the music is my whore.
When I feel all the pressure,
Trying to survive
I listen to the music,
And it makes me feel alive.
Save me oh sweet music,
Carry be away,
It’s just the thing I need,
To get me through the day.
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I really love this poem of yours 
It resonates within me, as I love music under all its forms, and listen a lot to it. Thanks for writing this, is is very motivational 








