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, This is only game
I was invited to 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...
But then our [bad word] in,
Feeling like a child and looking Like a woman...
She has been forecast with an
Attempt to kill herself,
But the ending didn't test well. 
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So picking my skin And my scales.
I see my horror Reflected in the
Sundown of your Blank stare.
I see my horror Reflected in the
Sundown of your Blank stare. 
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