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