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