Candyman - Peder, Coco O., COCO

there is a wind blowing

from your cold cold lips

i reach out to hold on

but my arms are like wodden sticks'

there is a night coming

from the dark in your eyes

i’m searching for the light

but there is no cracks in the sky

candyman oh candyman

take back the suger in her hands

candyman oh candyman

take back the sugar in her hands