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