The sound and pressure is torture, it seems the farther away it is the worse it affects me. I can barely tolerate passing cars flaunting sensory hell in the form of a Roland TR-808 drum machine, the maddening thing is when someone in a nearby house starts in. Bassy melodies don't have a negative effect on me, otherwise I'd never be able to play bass guitar. I'm glad it's just the droning bass that turns my skin inside out.
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Let's go on out and take a moped ride, and all your friends will thing your brain is fried, but you can't live your life too dirty, 'cause in the the end you're born to go 30