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