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