Krautrock
My brother told me it was “purgatory music”
With no hint of judgment
My mother asked if we could
“Listen to something else, please”
Sometimes I just wanna get high
But without the drugs
So I push the button, get into gear
And hypnotize myself into sweet oblivion
Thrum thrum thrum, th th th thrum
Crusing through a crystalline abyss
Just don’t look down, that way
You’ll never have to see the flames licking your heels
WAKE UP! Time to get coffee with your mother
Remember to grab your wallet and avoid the highway
And don’t forget to message your brother later
Listen to his song, show him that you care
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Music is hard for me. But I see how it can tie people together. Thanks for sharing this and writing! Pumped you’re with us again this year.