In the wasteland on the way to the Red Queen
It's no wonder our stage clothes have dreams to be famous
The trees in the courtyard are painted in blood
So I've heard
She hangs the headless upside down to drain.

Eat Me, Drink Me
This is only a game

I was invited to a beheading today
I thought I was a butterfly next to your flame
 [bad word] of panic and the lock has been raped

This is only a game
This is only a game