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