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I need a taste to be convinced
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Soft all over
You came in red, you'll leave all red
I have my methods, daddy
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Look at that, how nice it slides
Don't you just love mornings?
No fear of the monster
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
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Have you met perfection?