Music - My Drug

Music is my drug,
Speakers are my needle.
Turn it up,
Push it in,
Now the fun begins.
Louder and louder,
Deeper it goes,
Nothing else compares,
Nothing else comes close.
Further into the vein it seeps,
This feeling of euphoria,
Compounds by bounds and leaps.
Soon it will reach,
The tips of my fingers,
And the ends of my feet.
My entire body enveloped,
In sheer ecstasy,
Not wanting to let go,
But continue feeling free.