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