[Verse 1]
Sent to me, upon the lips and axes
Sensory, decomposition, acne
[Chorus]
They're calling at me for real, this time
And latching on
The critters of the red dream
Guide my fingers, Sexotron
And I don't need no camera
To find myself in the dark
Oh, tickle, tickle me, try
I fight the urge and break apart
[Verse 2]
Cheerful whip
The gun emergency man
Children of the gun
Cheer free, and [?] dance
Dance, dance, dance
Oh, when I go
The danger in mе
Who is hiding
Sent to me, upon the lips and axes
Sensory, decomposition, acne
[Chorus]
They're calling at me for real, this time
And latching on
The critters of the red dream
Guide my fingers, Sexotron
And I don't need no camera
To find myself in the dark
Oh, tickle, tickle me, try
I fight the urge and break apart
[Verse 2]
Cheerful whip
The gun emergency man
Children of the gun
Cheer free, and [?] dance
Dance, dance, dance
Oh, when I go
The danger in mе
Who is hiding
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