Did you think we'll end up like this?
Did you think we'll end up like this?
I have my methods, daddy
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
No fear of the monster
Have you met perfection?
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Don't you just love mornings?
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Claim your big prize
You came in red, you'll leave all red
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Soft all over
I need a taste to be convinced