Oh music...
Sometimes I think I hate it.
Sometimes I can´t imagine my life without it, or how I would have turned out if I hadn´t listened to the Roaches way too much when I was 5.
Sometimes really don´t want to listen to anything. Nothing can make me happy.
Sometimes you wake up with a song in your head that strangely resembles the situation your in.
Sometimes playing iPod 8ball proves to be scary accurate.
Sometimes you compartmentalize your life according to the music you were hearing, it is THAT big, music.
Sometimes a song, can come back and bite you in the ass. With the memory that you gave it a long long time ago.
But sometimes it doesn´t bite you in the ass, it just reminds you that you complain way too much. And that in fact you HAVE had a really really wonderful life surrounded by amazing human beings.
This song did not, in fact, bite me in the ass, it was more like a relaxing scalp massage, and yes, I do have a wonderful life...
and this song, will change yours...
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good good song
pero australia y sleeping lesons ishh!
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