Cherry Wine by Hozier. Added slowed and added reverb for more chill vibe *I do not own anything in this video
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@paau1324 жыл бұрын
Nothing could have prepared me for this
@hector41803 жыл бұрын
For real
@OO_sunflower_OO3 жыл бұрын
Omg I laughed at ur comment
@OO_sunflower_OO3 жыл бұрын
😂😂why is this funnyyyy
@mae.woodland4 жыл бұрын
I didn't know this song could sound any sadder, but here we are.
@avaximena40753 жыл бұрын
I love how this song is constructed because I believe that it emphasize the meaning more. Notice how people keep coming back to this song even if the meaning behind it is traumatizing? Yep, because it sounds nice and addictive for some.
@sofianarciso14174 жыл бұрын
*crying yourself to sleep (but make it vibes)
@karishmalenin6383 жыл бұрын
I did that to myself every night while listening to this song. I can relate to this comment on a spiritual level
@benrusnak20773 жыл бұрын
Me: finally beat depression *song starts* Me: why do i hear boss music
@karishmalenin6383 жыл бұрын
this is sad and hilarious at the same time i-
@user-dl7uz4op3v3 жыл бұрын
i felt this ❤
@moirawareham70233 жыл бұрын
BOSS MYSIC SJHSHSJSJD
@PrimrosePetals4 жыл бұрын
I'm not crying Definitely not crying
@ImSoCoolGuise4 жыл бұрын
I definitely am
@lavven4 жыл бұрын
[Lyrics] Her eyes and words are so icy Oh but she burns Like rum on the fire Hot and fast and angry as she can be I walk my days on a wire. It looks ugly, but it's clean, Oh momma, don't fuss over me. The way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine. Calls of guilty thrown at me All while she stains The sheets of some other Thrown at me so powerfully Just like she throws with the arm of her brother. But I want it It's a crime That she's not around most of the time. The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine Blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine. Her fight and fury is fiery Oh but she loves Like sleep to the freezing Sweet and right and merciful I'm all but washed In the tide of her breathing. And it's worth it, it's divine I have this some of the time. The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine.
@jemimaneal70523 жыл бұрын
Liam Payne but the L is silent🥰
@iluvharrypotter17223 жыл бұрын
omg genius
@AceTIM064 жыл бұрын
omg stoppppp..... your making me cry🥺
@auroraaurora87504 жыл бұрын
this was posted on my birthday.... best gift ever
@SCP--sf3fu4 жыл бұрын
I'm late but happy birthday!
@lemon_txart11654 жыл бұрын
I'm late but happy birthday! 💞
@simrankathait27834 жыл бұрын
I can not handle this intense energy.
@blue_01653 жыл бұрын
This version makes me feel even more sad than the original.
@alexisschwarz40373 жыл бұрын
this song makes crying beautiful
@haileymills68973 жыл бұрын
The ten dislikes were people that clicked the wrong button cuz their tears blurred their vision too much.
@joanacarolina84184 жыл бұрын
Spain but the S is silent 😌❤❤
@karishmalenin6383 жыл бұрын
:')
@candiceatwater63163 жыл бұрын
I like that you didn’t pitch down the audio when you slowed it. Please make more! (May I request “like real people do”?♥️)
@alfonsojoaquinlopez79553 жыл бұрын
Hauntingly Beautiful
@nicolecruz59393 жыл бұрын
if you listen closely you can hear my heart shattering into a million pieces
@clareruszkowski25873 жыл бұрын
no song by Hozier will ever compare to cherry wine :')
@ajmp404 жыл бұрын
I'm surprised that this doesn't have more views bc this is beautiful
@sleepyhead_angel95253 жыл бұрын
Lyrics : Her eyes and words are so icy Oh but she burns Like rum on the fire Hot and fast and angry as she can be I walk my days on a wire. It looks ugly, but it's clean, Oh momma, don't fuss over me. The way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine. Calls of guilty thrown at me All while she stains The sheets of some other Thrown at me so powerfully Just like she throws with the arm of her brother. But I want it It's a crime That she's not around most of the time. The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine Blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine. Her fight and fury is fiery Oh but she loves Like sleep to the freezing Sweet and right and merciful I'm all but washed In the tide of her breathing. And it's worth it, it's divine I have this some of the time. The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine.
@sydneecho75004 жыл бұрын
ouch
@ameliaxgarland4 жыл бұрын
right
@not_cjalt3 жыл бұрын
Hello young Dio.
@13eyondspac33 жыл бұрын
Her eyes and words are so icy Oh but she burns Like rum on the fire Hot and fast and angry as she can be I walk my days on a wire. It looks ugly, but it's clean, Oh momma, don't fuss over me. The way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine. Calls of guilty thrown at me All while she stains The sheets of some other Thrown at me so powerfully Just like she throws with the arm of her brother. But I want it It's a crime That she's not around most of the time. The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine Blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine. Her fight and fury is fiery Oh but she loves Like sleep to the freezing Sweet and right and merciful I'm all but washed In the tide of her breathing. And it's worth it, it's divine I have this some of the time. The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine.
@jonahibanez88183 жыл бұрын
Lyrics Her eyes and words are so icy Oh but she burns Like rum on the fire Hot and fast and angry as she can be I walk my days on a wire. It looks ugly, but it's clean, Oh momma, don't fuss over me. The way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine. Calls of guilty thrown at me All while she stains The sheets of some other Thrown at me so powerfully Just like she throws with the arm of her brother. But I want it It's a crime That she's not around most of the time. The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine Blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine. Her fight and fury is fiery Oh but she loves Like sleep to the freezing Sweet and right and merciful I'm all but washed In the tide of her breathing. And it's worth it, it's divine I have this some of the time. The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine.
@thinkless31025 жыл бұрын
Beautiful
@prettyreckless02443 жыл бұрын
I didn't know that I needed this
@xxXXiNicoleXXxx3 жыл бұрын
My heart…
@senia73163 жыл бұрын
I hope you're okey
@riyakaushal47364 жыл бұрын
I jus wanna cry
@cjbarrow3 жыл бұрын
This song made me ugly cry
@faithonwumere42043 жыл бұрын
Cherry Wine Hozier Her eyes and words are so icy Oh but she burns Like rum on the fire Hot and fast and angry as she can be I walk my days on a wire. It looks ugly, but it's clean, Oh momma, don't fuss over me. The way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine. Calls of guilty thrown at me All while she stains The sheets of some other Thrown at me so powerfully Just like she throws with the arm of her brother. But I want it It's a crime That she's not around most of the time. The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine Blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine.
@brlrss5 жыл бұрын
@numberstreet3othboyqt7582 жыл бұрын
Will I ever be worth it to someone
@mariamikaella17964 жыл бұрын
@atlasmak935 жыл бұрын
Check out my slowed and pitched down acoustic version of this same song
@shaimastr4 жыл бұрын
I can’t find it
@maviestl43754 жыл бұрын
Can’t find it :( I really wanna use it for a cover
@overaxhd50304 жыл бұрын
a cuántos BPM los bajaste ?
@gracieclark16633 жыл бұрын
Her eyes and words are so icy Oh but she burns Like rum on the fire Hot and fast and angry as she can be I walk my days on a wire. It looks ugly, but it's clean, Oh momma, don't fuss over me. The way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine. Calls of guilty thrown at me All while she stains The sheets of some other Thrown at me so powerfully Just like she throws with the arm of her brother. But I want it It's a crime That she's not around most of the time. The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine Blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine. Her fight and fury is fiery Oh but she loves Like sleep to the freezing Sweet and right and merciful I'm all but washed In the tide of her breathing. And it's worth it, it's divine I have this some of the time. The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine.