Take My Clothes Off

The Fraktal

Compositor: The Fraktal

You are my ground
What was to be found
You are the one thing
That I'll ever
need
You're lost indeed
Or just incomplete
And all I ever had
Where things
to be said
Possession made sin
Bruises on the skin
Of infinite
bliss
Brought to me once more

I have let you in
I have let you

I lay on
the ground
Hope no one's around
Coz you're the one thing
That I'll ever
need
I'm lost indeed
But I am complete
When you get undressed
And whispers
me sex
Bruises of our sin
Possession on skin
Of infinite bliss
Brought to
me once more