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