Mad Hatter, Madder Still
It's weird the things i do, weirder still the things i say
Sometimes i confuse myself, why do i act this way
Why do any of us act the way we do?
Most of the time i feel as though i've lost my grasp
Yes i've definitely lost my grasp on reality
My sense of normalcy completely shattered
I live my life-no scratch that-my fantasy the way i see fit
There is no longer a distinction between the two
I sit here half expecting the White Rabbit to run by
being chased by Alice
I sit at the table wondering where March Hare and
Door Mouse wandered off to
Delusions of fancy thats what it has come down to
Sitting on a mushroom washing down my candy with tea
They say I'm cured, I say I still need another month
what do you think?
Oh the days of glory, those were the days,
days of chair switching, Happy Non-birthdays,
cakes and tea, tea and more tea
Now i sit on a mushroom gazing off into the distance
Is this what has become of my life of fantasy
or is this the fantasy of my life
Sometimes i confuse myself, why do i act this way
Why do any of us act the way we do?
Most of the time i feel as though i've lost my grasp
Yes i've definitely lost my grasp on reality
My sense of normalcy completely shattered
I live my life-no scratch that-my fantasy the way i see fit
There is no longer a distinction between the two
I sit here half expecting the White Rabbit to run by
being chased by Alice
I sit at the table wondering where March Hare and
Door Mouse wandered off to
Delusions of fancy thats what it has come down to
Sitting on a mushroom washing down my candy with tea
They say I'm cured, I say I still need another month
what do you think?
Oh the days of glory, those were the days,
days of chair switching, Happy Non-birthdays,
cakes and tea, tea and more tea
Now i sit on a mushroom gazing off into the distance
Is this what has become of my life of fantasy
or is this the fantasy of my life