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