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