Pink Sugar

I've never looked through this window before

I've never seen these fields as gold

I always tell myself, I won't do it again

Pink sugar, pour it all on me

Pink sugar, I don't know why it's a getaway

And now I'm feeling the sensation of cold water on my feet

And while I sleep, I breathe, I don't know if it's real

You always tell yourself, I won't do it again

Pink sugar, pour it all on me

Pink sugar I don't know why it's a getaway