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