[If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because, everything would be what it isn't]
I invite you to a world where there is no such thing as time,
And every creature lends themselves to change your state of mind,
And the girl that chase the rabbit, drank the wine, and took the pill,
Has locked herself in limbo to see how it truly... feels.
To stand outside your virtue,
No one can ever hurt you.
Or so they say.
Her name is Alice [Alice],
She crawls into the window,
The shapes, the shadows.
And even though she's dreaming,
Sometimes the curiosity can kill the soul but leave the pain,
And every ounce of innocence is left inside her... brain.
And through the looking glass, we see she's painfully returned,
But now off with her head, I fear is everyone's concern.
You see there's no real ending,
It's only the beginning.
Come out and play.
She's a locked for meaning for you.
Has brought this whole thing,
She's a locked for meaning.
(Midnight, Alice, night. Watching into the fight. Hear me, see me, hear me then shrink me. x2)
She'a a locked for meaning for you.
[And contrary wise, what it is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?]