Candy

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My sweet tooth got me a root canal But pulling teeth these days seems easy now I’ve got some years of practice so I know that I won’t outlast All the pain that always stops My teeth and tongue could live in a museum And try to feed my brain nostalgia too For the times that I won’t miss, for the team I said I ditched For the pain they'll always stop Candy-coat your problems If they’re bitter and they’re awful I won’t let this be a sad song Or make this hard to swallow You've got me calling all the time My days are stacked I'm losing sleep and track of time We don’t have thoughts that coincide, my brain is dry Let's set the record straight, this is graduation My busy schedule’s jealous of friends I see (friends I see) And my compulsive need for progress just might overtake me While I’m building my excuse out of pieces of the truth When I wish that I could stop Everything just feels good right now (right now) It's the simple, perfect heat that you could go home with For the hundredth thousandth time let’s make everything alright Oh, I wish that I could Candy-coat your problems If they’re bitter and they’re awful I won’t let this be a sad song Or make this hard to swallow You've got me calling all the time My days are stacked I'm losing sleep and track of time We don’t have thoughts that coincide, my brain is dry Let's set the record straight, this is graduation You've got me calling all the time My days are stacked I'm losing sleep and track of time We don’t have thoughts that coincide, my brain is dry Let's set the record straight, this is graduation I'm up too late again No sleep, just rolling over and over again Deadlines all extend Let's set the record straight, this is graduation Candy-coat your problems If they’re bitter and they’re awful I won’t let this be a sad song Or make this hard to swallow Candy-coat your problems If they’re bitter and they’re awful I won’t let this be a sad song Or make this hard to swallow You've got me calling all the time My days are stacked I'm losing sleep and track of time We don’t have thoughts that coincide, my brain is dry Let's set the record straight, this is graduation You've got me calling all the time My days are stacked I'm losing sleep and track of time We don’t have thoughts that coincide, my brain is dry Let's set the record straight, this is graduation Let's set the record straight, this is graduation