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