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I get behind the kit I begin to play

All my feelings are bore upon those skins

All this energy all this adrenaline is surging

I think of everything that hurts

I close my eyes, and everything's a blurr

I can't think of anything else

Everything and everyone fades out

I tare away, creating complex beats

All the anger, all the rejection

All the sadness, the overwhelming depression

After all these years it pours out on this kit

I feel no longer devoured by this mess

These drums take all the heat

and take all the abuse I've experienced

I create complex beats with these locked up feelings

I just play with my anger

I play with the rejection

I play with the humiliation of my existence

and I just can't stop playing

For once things go the right way

I pound, I hit

my anger flows through my vains

Rejection,depression

All these feelings coming back

I've renewed all the pain

But it all comes pouring out

With the pedals and sticks flying

I block everyone else out

As everything surges through my mind

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I do not know how I wrote this really, but it's what I go through when I am drumming. Its a part of who I am and yep it's just drumming. Sounds kinda crazy I bet, but honestly when I play I think of my past and everything else and that's when I can play some of the most complex beats. If you ever watch me I am sure you would notice, cuz I tend to hit harder and harder, and go pretty nuts on my kit. The adrenaline just goes and I get an insane rush.   So everything I feel is poured out onto my drums, and I play with my feelings and everything else going through my mind if that actually makes sense???

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