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