Cotton candy lips,
sour milk is are love,
Are love is now like sour milk,
I miss your cotton candy lips,
So sticky and messy,
Flavored me well,
Something went wrong,
It just wasn't meant to be,
I miss this feeling,
At times I hated it,
That keept me closer to you,
But your meat as been sitting out to long,
Now its rotting before my eyes,
What happen to your cotton candy lips?
Not worth anything here anymore,
Just as I am worthless there,
It feels fine not like I thought,
Are moon as blackened,
The sky is no longer bright,
I miss your cotton candy lips! |
