The Scapegoat, Bella Luna
The Scapegoat, Bella Luna
Santa brought the right flavours
Serve her a cup of tea after
You intend to reach my stomach?
Why so damn perfect?
A dick would make the picture better
Is it according to your taste, miss?
You said to do whatever i want
Here cums santa!
Tear it and make me tear up
I'll stop talking and i'll start doing
She brought the good stuff
Her holes are playground for men