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