As I lay in a cookie tray trying to fill the grooves, I pinch and plump myself to fit your perfect mold.
I've drowned myself with food dye to change my insides blue, but no matter how stained my lips are, my souls will always shine red.
Throw some sprinkles on me with decorated frosting, maybe a candle or two. Try to cover the vanilla center to look like confetti cake.
May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 7:42 PM UTC
As I lay in a cookie tray trying to fill the grooves, I pinch and plump myself to fit your perfect mold.
I've drowned myself with food dye to change my insides blue, but no matter how stained my lips are, my souls will always shine red.
Throw some sprinkles on me with decorated frosting, maybe a candle or two. Try to cover the vanilla center to look like confetti cake.
