I can't hear it, but can you? I can feel it, how about you?
Flip the switch, my teenage mind wind cycle So many feelings, one never ending cycle
When I hear those words, come tearing through the speakers
When I hear those words, my future's looking brighter
There was a time, music felt so alive
Should I die?
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