3am thoughts

I'd rewrite every love song and make them about you but even then I wouldn't be enough. I hear tell that God used your eyes to shape the stars in the sky When you move, you do with such grace that the Angels look to you to learn to fly I swear to fucking god that your voice can catch the attention of a million people Any man would be lucky enough to have you but my heart belongs to another This isn't right, it's 3 am and I'm trying to go to bed. Please get the hell out of my head.

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