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