Cotton Candybar Songtext

I can never see the world through rosy-colored glasses
Iʼve got style, Iʼve got class, and Iʼve got nothing left for losses
Iʼve got needles, Iʼve got pins, and Iʼm here dripping like molasses
Iʼve got beetles on the leaves, and all the trees they have accost us
Here I am, a victim of a world that never caused us to believe what we donʼt see
And all the silence is around us
I fall down