I found you

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I found you 
Leaning out of an open window
You laughed, our fingers clenched
Too perfect, far too careless
I couldn't help myself I just took you.

(...)

Better make yourself at home
You're here to stay
You won't bother me
If you let me bother you
All the doors are locked, all the windows shut
Keep in mind I watch you
Never leave my side, never leave me, fucker
Even if you run.