wingedhorsegirl

Miss Alice, my Alice You've gone quite insane You drank all the cake And you ate all tea You call me the hatter When in truth I'm the hare And the dormouse is scared Of your new Cheshire grin Dee and Dum have gone normal It's really quite strange To see these gay fellows So bummed and so glum Red queen's lost her head And the cards are in charge The roses are wilted And all are quite glad But Alice, Miss Alice My Alice, you're mad For you've drank all the cake And you've ate all the tea

You’re the memory I can’t get rid of The sickness that keeps me down The thought that’s always there Even though you’re not around You’re the reason I space out Or post those cheesey quotes Not just in body but in mind You don’t feel very close We worked so well together We used to be ideal It’s hard to even imagine That those days were  once real