Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
No fear of the monster
Have you met perfection?
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Claim your big prize
I need a taste to be convinced
I have my methods, daddy
Don't you just love mornings?
Look at that, how nice it slides
You are an amazing specimen, miss
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Soft all over
You came in red, you'll leave all red