|
Music is my sanctuary |
|
Music is my blanket |
|
Emotionless the city lies |
|
Cruel it is, it clouds my eyes |
|
The dull the dark shades on my day |
|
I live inside this place |
|
Locked up inside my metal cage |
|
Always tense and filled with rage |
|
Above the concrete fields below |
|
With you i wanna go, wanna go |
|
Music is my sanctuary |
|
Music is my blanket |
|
I see only what i wanna see |
|
I'll be only what i wanna be |
|
My blanket covers me, yes |
|
Yeah, check it |
|
Now as a yout man I was body poppin breakin on the lino |
|
Traded in my lino for a pad and a biro |
|
Used to stand in line just so as I could sign my giro |
|
But now my ends meet in the best way that I know |
|
(Hat, snare, kick) and the beats that go boom |
|
See the music I consume to escape the doom and gloom |
|
All the beats and melodies keep realities at bay |
|
But what happens when the records done and starts to fade away |
|
Alone within myself again |
|
I try to veil away my pain |
|
The dirty grey surrounding me 'round |
|
And now I hear no sound... |
|
I feel like Melle Mel from way back in the days |
|
As i wonder how i keep from going under |
|
I got trouble on my mind like my name is chuck d |
|
And like marvin gaye it makes me wanna holler |
|
When the music hits me I feel no pain |
|
That's why i gotta put you on again and again |
|
I take the needle off the technics and put it in my vein |
|
All my troubles get crushed as the rush hits my brain |
|
And away goes trouble down the drain |
|
I see only what I wanna see |
|
I be only who I wanna be |
|
My blanket covers me |
|
Music is my sanctuary |
|
Music is my blanket |
|
I see only what I wanna see |
|
I be only who I wanna be |
|
My blanket covers me |
|
Music is my sanctuary |
|
Music is my blanket |
|
You are my living world |
|
You are my living world |
|
You are you are you are my |
|
My only living world... |
