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