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