Snarl In The Bakery

we inherit all the gingerbread houses side by side, row by row
children burning in the ovens of decay day by day, blow by blow
and all the madness will continue as the cookie factories push out dough
so sickly sweet is the need to feed with a candy cunt and a seed to sow
saccharin pumping through our veins, fueling every ounce of hate
judging every flavor as inferior taste, lemon lime as the superior race
candy crack whores on the corner of the street, if you were looking for a bite to eat
they will fill you up with a fireball and then spread the plague from the whore’s unto us all
Halloween is everyday, the drugs are free the kids don't pay
spending your life on a sugar high, never knowing when your gonna die
sugarplums dance in her pants, a taste so sweet could bring the ants
mysteries bleed from the blood of fools, to kill sweet tooth diabetic ghouls
the sugar is fake and the blood is real, some of these wounds will never heal
on the outside everything looks so sweet but on the inside.... she's just a piece of meat
you could tie her up you could lie her down, stick candy canes through her polluted veins
but when all is gone and she has faded away there's nothing left but an after taste