"Some music needs air.. so roll down your window! Because I'm hard to remember, but I'm impossible to forget. And you have five minutes to wallow in the delicious misery. Enjoy it, embrace it, discard it.. and proceed. And trust me: everyone is less mysterious than they think they are... I'm going to miss your lips and everything attached to them. But now, go! Because I don't need an ice cream cone! (I think I've been asleep most of my life)."
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