Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
You're brand new, let's rip your seal
Body warmth is cure for cold
Do i catch your eye?
Let's hang, fuck and whatnot
You had to look for wood, didn't you?
The toes are the tip
Prepare me for college, daddy
Wilderness is fucking in tents
I'm housework and you'll do me
If it's buff stick it in
In private i'll dance on your pole
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