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