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The longer I stay there's much more pain
How did I get here so easily
I never like to blame 'cause I'll be called insane
There's only one thing pleasing me
It's time to drain my sorrows away
Oh why why why is it undying
Until the music starts to play
It makes you feel fine
Even more than white wine
On a chilly evening
I still hold much disbelief
It kills my relief
Seven days a week
There's no pill for it
It's not something you can breathe
Where there's empty space
That's where you will find me
Oh its so beautiful
What music does to me (ohh)
This is what music does to me
I never thought I'd choose to escape the divine
But it's no longer the line
Ohh yeah
Bring it home with the saxophone
Ohh there's no pill for it
It's not something you can breathe
Where there's empty space
That's where you will find me
Oh its so beautiful
What music does to me
This is what music does to me