Hours

Hours lyrics

Duration2:59
Original languageEnglish
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Original lyrics

EN
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We don't kiss, we just lay there I got your nose in my hair Hands on my hips and you're wondering: Am i ticklish Yes i'm ticklish everywhere you touched It's morning the alarm screams You have to go soon, you have to get out of bed It's cold when you move This is torture, it's fucking horrible You don't want to leave