Lletres: Breaking Benjamin. Phobia. Topless.

Fruit on the vine
You got yours and I got mine
Meat on your bones
They won't know, they won't know

I love your face
Just get away
I'm on my knees
Fuck you, fuck me

I'm on my way
To feel you, dislocate
Safe in your space
I'm open, wide open

I love your face
Just get away
I'm on my knees
Fuck you, fuck me

Like me, like me, like me

I love your face
Just get away
I'm on my knees
Fuck you, fuck me

My, my, my