Cotton Candy - Paper Boats

The confectioner prescribed me with this sour candy

It contradicts my innocent morality

It’s supposed to make me fearless

It’s supposed to make me feel less

This cotton candy craze has hit me with its melody

It can’t show anybody its sympathy

Its sweet perfection pulls me in

And it gets stuck under my skin

Mr. Confectioner, can you give me a little more

Without it, I feel like a music whore

I can’t go without its taste, I can’t escape it

I can’t go without its taste, I know I can’t quit

This cotton candy craze has hit me with its melody

It can’t show anybody its sympathy

Its sweet perfection pulls me in

And it gets stuck under my skin

This cotton candy craze gives me my sanity

Without it, I lose a part of me

I start to sing I start to scream I start to stand my ground

And the only way out is to make these sounds

This cotton candy craze has hit me with its melody

It can’t show anybody its sympathy

Its sweet perfection pulls me in

And it gets stuck under my skin

This cotton candy craze gives me my sanity

Without it, I lose a part of me

I start to sing I start to scream I start to stand my ground

And the only way out is to make these sounds