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Good thing you like sloppy seconds
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Have you met perfection?
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I need a taste to be convinced
I have my methods, daddy
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Claim your big prize
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Soft all over
Look at that, how nice it slides
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No fear of the monster