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
It's 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