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