[Intro] The kitchen was warm and way too small for the mess I made. [Verse 1] Sugar on the counter, frosting on my sleeve, flour on my face like I lost a fight with a birthday cake. [Verse 2] Cookies cooled by the window. Brownies sank in the middle. The pie looked nervous. The oven kept ticking like it knew something I didn’t. [Pre-Chorus] I told myself I was only making one dessert. Then the butter softened. Then the batter doubled. Then the whole room turned sweet and dangerous. [Breakdown Build] I opened the oven door. Heat rushed out. The tray slid forward. And from somewhere deep in my hungry little soul, I knew. [Breakdown] "BLEGH!" - JT (Grave Depths) https://suno.com/@gravedepths [Outro] Not dinner. Not discipline. Not self-control. Just warm frosting, soft dough, sticky fingers, and one perfect reason to ruin my appetite.
