MuSic Yõu Cãn Mâkê Memôriës TÓ

When you listen to music what do you expect to hear
Is it wonderful charms that just ring your ear
And bring out emotions you thought you could not find
As music is a memory
A single capture of time
So when you play those songs
And all the memories flood back
And that's an artists dream
To have someone do that
Play their songs and remember a moment or a feeling
Or just listen to them on your own
As you believe they give off healing
But That's not important now
What's important is the music
Which ever way you use or abuse it
So sit back and enjoy the music you can make memories to

Let's go
Bringing
Bringing
Bringing it back to the club
Bringing
Bringing
Bringing it back to the club
Bringing
Bringing
Bringing it back to the club
Bringing
Bringing
Bringing it back to the club

When you in the club no time to think
All there is is just time drink
Liquor money bitches pills
I don't care I just live for the thrills
What will your poison be
What will it be what will it be
Picking my poison where do we start
My liver tearing apart
But I can't stop Sipping on this sweet juice
Giving my confidence such a boost
As the crowd move me around I start stumbling
My drink in my hand I start fumbling
And I don't know what to do
I might just lose the groove

But then the DJ put the right beat on
Whole room shaking
The base was on

Yeah
Liquor and music good combo
At the club or at the condo
I'm at the point where I can't see
But the music vibe with me
These small moments Best in life
But I won't remember the night
I'm a victim to this system
Music playing I must listen
Everybody in the room got a cup
And everybody in the room fill it up
And maybe someone will differ
Roll up a blunt and switch from the liquor
With a new substance in my system
I get scared but I just listen
And just vibe with the Beat
But I don't think this one for me

But then the DJ put the right beat on
Whole room shaking
The base was on

All of the stress of life
Hit me every night
Deep in like a knife
Definitely not achieving what I was dreaming to be like
But I'm myself, and I can not change that so I guess I'm right
Hoping, I'm making my father proud
With the words that I write
Daily jumping over hurdles
Barely keeping up a fight
Am I right or am I just losing sight
Or am I just losing sight

But then the DJ put the right beat on
Whole room shaking
The base was on
But then the DJ put the right beat on

Music, you can make memories to