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What if I told you… You’re stuck in my head? You didn’t ask to invade my thoughts, Then again, If you asked to ruin my life… (Obviously I’d let you) I like thinking about you. Plus, you’re face is too pretty, To kindly persuade it to get out of my brain. So you can stay. For better or for worse. I want to keep thinking about you… Until death do us part.
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2d ago
Jun 1, 2026 at 10:13 PM UTC
Get Out of My Head (Or Please Don’t)
What if I told you… You’re stuck in my head? You didn’t ask to invade my thoughts, Then again, If you asked to ruin my life… (Obviously I’d let you) I like thinking about you. Plus, you’re face is too pretty, To kindly persuade it to get out of my brain. So you can stay. For better or for worse. I want to keep thinking about you… Until death do us part.
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2d ago
Jun 1, 2026 at 10:13 PM UTC
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