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