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Bro it's not my fault you sure in a way it is a bad singer are you mad at me because he's a bad singer and your ear Scottish so you're going to decide Scottish people are crazy I know
The shape of you, wish and pull like a magnet do, although my heart is falling too I'm in love with your body, last night you were in my room, now my bedsheets smell like you Every night is still the same