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