Candyland - Heatmiser

Lock up my house and dont come on my bed

Im good for myself and bad to your friend (?)

I pick out a suit from a mens magazine

I polish my shoes and lick them clean

Leading him out and hes stuck on my tie (?)

While I string these begind

Walk on the surface, get up from my knees

Without straight oxygen, its hard to breathe

And in the confusion, I could lose both hands

The lovers pollution, your violence is a romance

Eaten alive in candyland

Eaten alive in candyland

Eaten alive in candyland

Eaten alive in candyland

Youre so sentimental

Its so sentimental

Candy is so sentimental

Walk on the surface, get up from my knees

Without straight oxygen, its hard to breath

And in the confusion, I could lose both hands

The lovers pollution, your violence is a romance