You're Saying No Now, But I Know A Yes Is Hiding Somewhere In These Tequila Shots Baby So Let's Knock

You're saying no now, but I know a yes is hiding somewhere in these tequila shots baby so let's knock em out

Tying down your cum dumpsters for easy use is fun, but why don't we take the show on the road?!

You'll be collared up and blindfolded, forced to crawl around the party on all fours and asking anyone you bump into if they'd like a turn with you. You don't even get to see who you're begging to be a slut for. Crawl like a whiny little puppy in heat and thank every single person that pulls you up by your scalp and fucks a load into your throat.

You'll be pounded until you can barely think straight, but the moment the cock using you pulls out you have to drag yourself up and crawl to the next person to offer them your holes

I ain't your daddy, I'm the monster under your bed.

Let me drag you under baby, let me make you mine.

Y'all see this slut? She got this funny idea that she's a "boy", ha! Wanna bet the wet cunt between her legs hasn't forgotten what she really is?

Someone get the music going while I tie up little miss here! I'm gonna fuck a few 'reminders' into her belly tonight!

u like gurls or what?

"Alright gents, gather up! Y'see this cute little princess here? She's a loaner! Every hole this slut has is open for business until her owner comes to take her home!

Woah woah, slow down fellas, I ain't done introducing yet! This deal the owner struck with me had some minor stipulations we gotta discuss!

This ain't just a run 'n gun cum dumpster fun house tonight, we're on a mission boys! The owner said we can do with her as we like, when we like, and however we like, as long as the pretty little cunt goes home pregnant!

SO START YOUR ENGINES BOYS! The breeding bitch is getting tied to the table tonight and she ain't moving an inch until every last one of you scum suckin bastards shoots a load into that baby makin pussy!"

DEAD I AM THE ONE, EXTERMINATIN’ SON,

SLIPPIN’ THROUGH THE BREEZE, STRANGLIN’ THE BREEZE

DEAD I AM THE SKY, WATCHIN ANGELS CRY

WHILE THEY SLOWLY TURN, CONQUERING THE WORM