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Fruit on the vine.

You've got yours,

And I've got mine.

Meat on your bones.

They won't know, they won't know.

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I loathe 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.

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Like me, like me, like me.

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Me, me, me.