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Take me, take me back to your bed. I love you so much that it hurts my head. I don’t mind you under my skin, I’ll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in. You’re my favorite bird and when you sing, I really do wish that you’d wear my ring. No matter what they say, I am still the king. Now the storm is coming, the storm is coming in.
