What Wonderland Feel Like
Alice, oh, Alice,
You’re mad. Bonkers. Off your head.
But I’ll tell you a secret, all the best people are
I break into cold sweats and my pupils dilate
Doctor! Doctor! I need my prescription
My veins call for the vile to take its course through my brain
Distorting what is real, painfully numb
A rabbit muttering incoherence’s about time,
Speed
A blue caterpillar tells of prophecies,
Opium
A cat smiles from afar
Nitros Oxide
Teatime with a hatter, a hare and a mouse,
LSD
The higher I get, the faster I fall
Alice, oh, Alice
Stop dreaming
Come back from wonderland
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