The music is blaring 

my heart is despairng

Tears roll down my face

my heart is starting to race

Sitting in a dark room

just waiting for my doom

Can't stand them poking at me

they're trying to make me happy

Its far too late

its no use the wait

While I'm  in this state

music seems to be my only mate

And so I turn it up high

so it can be heard up in the sky

It is my consolation and encouragement

the nicest feeling I have ever met