Tonight I’m drowning in my favorite records, trying to forget how every thread reminds me of you. They play the soundtrack to my falling tears, the soundtrack to this wasted year, and the sleeves hide scars better than I could ever do. So turn me up when you turn me on ; when we hear hearts break, we’ll say they’re playing our song.
- Hit the Lights, Speakers Blown
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