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