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