come on nice eyes, kill me
music equals good. drowns things out, its always there. it will come when u need it. it will never abandon u. its more dependable than family, and last longer than friends. wont forget to call like someone u need, like some1 u feel for. it wont forget u. the cds will get scratch but it will remind u of all the things it once gave u. and still tries to give u, it will try to give u everything u want everytime u put it on. it tries hard to be everything u need, and it gives all it has, but ull replace it. u wont twice about getting a new cd, replacing it, or fulll on throwing it on. but if u should ever finnd it again, if u should ever need it again, it will be there for u. ull remeber all the times u played its songs, and never how u hurt it that day it got thrown around. or those times u lent it out cause u didnt care, or full on forgot it at a friends house. it waited for u, to play it just one last time. and u never thought about its sacrifice, of going full blast and rocking out for u when u hurt it so bad. and it ignores the pain cause it knows number three is ur favorite, and that if it can just get there ull keep it and ull love it and ull never forget it again. the music is always there, these feelings are always there, but come on dont forget the cd.