Volume

Keep the music turned up.
I'll keep dancing, with my eyes shut tight.
Because this world where only we exist
Makes me believe in life.

Keep the music turned up.
Even if it isn't real I'm afraid of when it stops.
I can't stop to smell the roses without
Smelling the pot.

Keep the music turned up,
Until somone trips and the CD skips.
To this beat I can race through life
or crash without it.