my fingers resting on the keyboard
Kizz is ringing in my ears and my hart beats to the rhythm of \"I was made for loving you\"
my brain send impulses to my fingers and I press the keys in tact whit the music
like I´m playing a piano.

I could sit like this forever
I could live on good music and the words that is floating through my damaged brain
I don´t need to do anything els.
this could be my life