It starts with a count, a rhythm or a beat,
Fingers pluck at the silver strings.
It's eating at your soul.
I can see how you bleed.
Close your eyes.
Just chose the key.
Now play in a perfect harmony.
Save me the words,
It's the music I need.
Blood pumping,
Foot tapping to the beat,
Keep them at the ege of their seats.
Your violence and anger,
Set it free.
Heads nodding,
Follow my lead.
Plunge into the sound and the heat.
Fingers moving at lightning speed.
A fire blazing,
Don't think I can't see,
past what you want them to believe.
Communicate thoughts,
It shows how you feel.
You might not ever perfectly heal,
But you'r