cinnamon

I feel like a peeping tom when i watch myself get undressed
Put away your birthday suit and shower in your sunday best
The laundromat will miss your quarters
Nickels, dimes, the dust in corners
Save it up to buy yourself a bigger coat and smaller chest

Grow yourself a lions mane just to shave it off again
Prove yourself or go insane thinking of what could have been
Steal the apple from the eye
Of carnivores in great disguise
Surprise them with the sweetened scent of blood, sugar, and cinnamon
Cinnamon, cinnamon, oh
Blood, sugar, and cinnamon
Cinnamon, cinnamon, oh
Blood, sugar, and cinnamon



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Writer(s): Cricket Register
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