You're like a piece of cake
I crave you but I'm on a diet
I don't want to get fat, like the last time
Your spongecake made of lies
Your frosting made of excuses
Can't spot them at first until I'm weighed out
Each one of your calories is hidden in sweet cream
Your not good for my health and I know it
But I'll still have a piece


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