Candied sugar covered memories
Lie like they are confronting death
Taste sweet to my hungry hollow mind
But I know they take their last breath
I refuse to accept the dark truths
That bang on the back door of my mind
I relish the sweet delicious lies
My blissful ignorance is optionally blind
Don't interject, make sense of this
I don't care what you feel or say
I'm blissfully happy being lied to
So begone, leave and be on your way
Candied sugar covered memories... And we all want a taste of this while in a dreamland we have created. Who wants to be rudely awaken from this state of mind?