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i'm a burnt wrangled affair. dip me in hot oil. fondufied and melting.
i'm in wonderland, the cheshire's laughing at me, my warped perspective.
i gave my love to the sunlight in your hair.
and that sunlight's the only thing i see, and can hold on to.
the libre or the deranged. understand? you don't understand.
taking the step backwards. time to move on. i always know when it's time to leave.
i'm at the train station. the time's ticking. i should be running down that platform
with my backward feet.
it's just the destination, my friend. my ticket's empty.
last night, my child wanted to die for me.
i was drunk in my dreams again. waking up in sobrierity.
but i couldn't understand.
the ticket's been scribbled on.
but i don't belong there.
it's now open with all arms on my every limb.
and i can't breathe at night, but it's a welcoming that at least feels like home.
i'm in wonderland, the cheshire's laughing at me, my warped perspective.
i gave my love to the sunlight in your hair.
and that sunlight's the only thing i see, and can hold on to.
the libre or the deranged. understand? you don't understand.
taking the step backwards. time to move on. i always know when it's time to leave.
i'm at the train station. the time's ticking. i should be running down that platform
with my backward feet.
it's just the destination, my friend. my ticket's empty.
last night, my child wanted to die for me.
i was drunk in my dreams again. waking up in sobrierity.
but i couldn't understand.
the ticket's been scribbled on.
but i don't belong there.
it's now open with all arms on my every limb.
and i can't breathe at night, but it's a welcoming that at least feels like home.