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