90 (29.10.2014)

I need the music that's a bit too loud,
That's just touching my ears a bit too hard
That drenches me just like a heavy cloud
That steals my soul and knocks me off my guard.
Turn up, turn up, turn up and harm my ear
I want to hear that buzzing when I'm home
And go to bed with your voice ringing clear
Inside this empty, knuckle-headed dome.
Come burn me with a noise so loud I break,
Disintegrate me till I'm lost in space
Obliterate me till I start to shake
Come make the flesh melt from my putrid face.
Turn up, turn up, turn up and knock me down
Sweet volume come corrupt this soulless clown.

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