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I woke up in bed with
two teenage
Vampires
I don’t think they had
Even asked me in.
I don’t know how I had
Ended up sleeping
Sweetly between them
Neil was banging on
The door
With some clothes for me
My dress had been
Shredded in the night
Not by the vampires
Though, there are
Other things that bite.
I woke up in bed with... was written by Florence Welch.