The Calm Fiasco sugar

poison.
thats what you are to me.
there is no cure once you spread your disease.
hello.
how can you stoop so low?
m ten foot high i can'
t hear from below.
forbidden.
it tastes so bitter sweet.
the more you bite it'
ll eat you up.
hungover.
s not my first time.
t wanna think no more my minds doing time
she wants to go home.
ll never know.
she wants to go home.
ll never know.
she wants to go home.
ll never know.
she wants to go home.
ll never know.
she wants to go home.
ll never know.
she wants to go home.
ll never know.
she wants to go home.
ll never know.
she wants to go home.
ll never know.
poison.
thats what i am to you.