Diptheria

The road to hell is paved with chocolate treats

And candy corn is sown at the side of the streets

Every morsel promises to make you satisfied

But every wrapper carries another lie

The road to hell winds through a gingerbread town

It looks real good, tastes real good

But truth be told, it leads straight down



And every ounce tells, when every pound kills

And every loose tooth betrays another wrong move

In the diet of denial.



Denial.



Denial.