Four in the morning, cant sleep... nothing new there. But i cant stop listening to this song, and more specifically this line from it:
"Theres something bout the way your hair falls in your face. I love the shape you take when crawling toward the pillowcase. You tell me where to go and, though i might leave to find it, ill never let your head hit
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