I don’t wanna hear such foolish commiseration, and so forth
Those words weren’t what I wanted to hear
Because of that one wrongly chosen word from a moment ago
I don’t think I can see you anymore

The one who knows my feelings more than anyone else is a piece of strawberry cake
This one, I’m tellin’ ya, it gently melts me with no weird sympathies or the like, wow

Peace of cake
Peace of cake
If it’s a peace, peace, peace of cake I’m thoroughly happy

Oh my, what should I do? Oh my, what should be done?
It’s actually nobody’s business
Robot-like eyes, nose, mouth
We know everything already

Yeah, a soft chiffon in my mouth
Plus a sip of coffee
I don’t need anything else
Don’t kill my vibe, uh

Oh, it feels like eating a cloud
The artful arrangement of strawberries
I wanna document this feeling in my music right now
Kiss me, babe

Peace of cake
Peace of cake
If it’s a peace, peace, peace of cake
I’ll be really (for real), really (for real), really (for real)

Peace of cake (peace of, peace of cake)
Peace of cake
If it’s a peace, peace, peace of cake I’m thoroughly happy

How do you like this cake?
Do you need anything else?
Have a good time

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