What I’m listening to...

Well I could spew some cinematic apology but it wouldn't do no good;
the damage is done, so now all we do is run and pretend our choices haven't killed the best in us. We'll fly a white flag, and both say everything we had never meant anything at all; and when I'm not passed out, and I'm really sleepin'
I'm always dreamin' of you.

 
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