Alice, What Have You Done?

Not a dream, but a memory, memory
And it makes me sick
In my head, many enemies, enemies
But I catch on quick
Snicker-snack, I’ll collect your teeth
Dollface ruin, have some tea
Trapped in a past that I can’t forget
But you can’t help me now
I’ve got to find my own way out
Teetering is my sanity, sanity
On the thinnest wire
Now this train’s going off the rails, off the rails
And into the fire
And from the ashes I will rise
Hundreds of little butterflies
Needles and leeches and pills oh my
But they can’t help me now
I’ve got to find my own way out
I spy a leash for a brand new pet
I will not be your marionette
Just when you think that it’s too late
I can devise my own escape
Wearing the skin of a soul who cares
I can detect what’s under there
Keep piling on all your thoughts and prayers
But they can’t help me now
I’ve got to find my own way out
I’ve got to find my own way out
I’ve got to find my own way out
Who can I trust?
Where is my home?
What is the truth?
What have I done?
Who can I trust?
Where is my home?
What is the truth?
What have I done?
Who can I trust?
Where is my home?
What is the truth?
What have I done?
Who can I trust?
Where is my home?
What is the truth?
What have I done?