Catch up with my imagination
Catch up with my imagination
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Don't you just love mornings?
Soft all over
I have my methods, daddy
A match made in throat fuck heaven
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Claim your big prize
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Have you met perfection?
I need a taste to be convinced
No fear of the monster