The City Where Music Rings
Let's get to it.
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The City Where Music Rings
I've had enough
I've done my time
I want to escape
Escape to where music rings
Mother, I can't take it anymore
My real passion is with the lyrics
The lyrics I write
Music, the passion I believe in
I want to go to the city
The city where music rings
Call me fool
Call me stupid
But I just can't handle the stress anymore
The pressure I feel
I've never told you about
I'm done with it all
I want to follow my dreams
The dreams of music
The dreams of lyrics
The dream of songwriting
And this is my way
Of telling you
I'm tired of living
In a cave of secrets
I've had enough of this dark place
I want to quit
Follow the road
To where the music rings
Music city
I want to escape
Escape to the city where the music rings
I just can't live like this
Being someone I'm not
Let me be free
Free from this prison
Where my mind feels trapped
What creativity can I make,
If I'm stuck at a dead end job?
The passion of flames
The beauty of a rose
This is who I am
A writer of song
Not some guy
Cleaning a fast food joint
I'm a writer of the lyrical kind
I feel defeat
From something forced
I just can't handle it anymore
Mother, I'm sorry
But I want to live my dream
Live my passion
I want to go where the city where music rings
I want to write lyrics for the world
I want to write and write and write
Feel freedom of who I want to be
The hints were there
How could you not see?
This is who I really am
A man with a creative mind
I feel like
A bird in a cage
When I'm at work
This isn't the path I want to take
Let me be free
I want to see my dreams come true
I want to see my dreams come true
I want to see my dreams come true
I want to see my dreams come true
Let me be
A lyrical writer
Let me be
A writer of song
Let me be
Me
A songwriter
A songwriter in the city where music rings
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