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Woke up chewing on cotton dreams, Half a pillow splitting at the seams. Two bundles of fluff, a canyon wide, Where my restless head slides side to side. Oh, hollow pillow, your soul’s worn thin, Every night we lose, every day you win. Fibers fraying, voids growing tall, Guess we’re both just soft after all. The left side whispers of better sleep, The right side holds secrets buried deep. In the middle—nothing but yawning space, An existential crisis for my face. Oh, hollow pillow, your soul’s worn thin, Every night we lose, every day you win. Fibers fraying, voids growing tall, Guess we’re both just soft after all. Memory foam ain’t got no clue, About the bond that’s me and you. Threadbare love, a stitched-up fight, We fall apart every single night. Is it me? Is it you? Are we both just… done? Or is this what true comfort feels like— A slow unraveling… one bite at a time? Oh, hollow pillow, your soul’s worn thin, Every night we lose, every day you win. Fibers fraying, voids growing tall, Guess we’re both just soft after all. So here’s to the fluff and the void we share, Two broken dreamers in disrepair. And if tonight’s my final fall… Guess we’re both just soft… after all.
Song info
Classic country-folk w/ vintage outlaw vibes, Steady acoustic guitar, light brush drums & soft piano, Deep, raw vocals tell a bittersweet story w/ a tender, intimate tone, Simple, heartfelt & timeless
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