Music
Monday night my head hurts
drag myself to bed
It must be the sounds I try to hear
Sounds up in my head, in my head
What a place to wallow
in your own dispair
pave the streets with sorrow shed no tear
the sounds around are ringing, they're ringin
Must be the music
Man its gotta be the music
Must be the music in my head
Dwell on hate or comfort
silverline mistakes
man its just impossible to choose
looking at the world, seems like all we really needs a little time
drag myself to bed
It must be the sounds I try to hear
Sounds up in my head, in my head
What a place to wallow
in your own dispair
pave the streets with sorrow shed no tear
the sounds around are ringing, they're ringin
Must be the music
Man its gotta be the music
Must be the music in my head
Dwell on hate or comfort
silverline mistakes
man its just impossible to choose
looking at the world, seems like all we really needs a little time
Credits
Writer(s): Johannes Philip Lindsmyr, Emanuel Sandgren
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