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