the music presses down
from above
louder and louder
until there’s nothing but noise
no thought or word
just the banging
of the drum
in my head
maybe it’s time
to leave
(D. James)
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the music presses down
from above
louder and louder
until there’s nothing but noise
no thought or word
just the banging
of the drum
in my head
maybe it’s time
to leave
(D. James)
that’s what i felt everytime i was in a club.