hozier did not have to go so hard with “when you move, honey, i’m put in awe of something flawed and free” and y e t
love how all of hozier’s lyrics imply that either a. he will one day be murdered and buried by the hands of his lover, a beautiful and mysterious woman who renders him utterly powerless or b. it’s already happened
John Keats, from The Complete Poems and Selected Letters; “Endymion,”
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